Book Review: The Interface: IBM and the Transformation of Corporate Design, 1945-1976

This book is a fleet-footed and exhaustive survey of the role of Eliot Noyes, Charles Eames and many others in the IBM Design Program. Though ostensibly focused on architecture, author John Harwood effectively integrates industrial, graphics, and exhibition design through a series of chapters that explore their roles in the development of both the computer and the multinational corporation. Harwood argues that these designers, Noyes in particular, were essential in assessing the importance of interfaces on both fronts. In outlining the division between “parlor and coal cellar” in the design of computers, and naturalizing the increasingly prominent role of computers and other teletechnologies in daily life through exhibitions and architecture, the IBM Design Program transformed the role of design in both realms.

The strongest and most engrossing of Harwood’s chapters for me is his third, which deals with IBM’s architecture. Not only did Noyes’ firm complete a series of buildings for IBM on their own, Noyes hand selected the architects for most major commissions. The results, though typologically (and topologically) similar, speak to the diversity of thought on modern architecture during the mid to late 20th Century. For Harwood, what makes these buildings important is not just their aesthetic diversity, but the integration of their technological function with their organization. Many of these buildings were either inward-facing or entirely isolated, though their control on the surrounding environment belied this isolation. The further inward these buildings focused, the more command they embodied.

Harwood’s concluding observations have to contend with the recent trajectory of corporate design (1976-Present) and this presents some difficulty. Noyes, through his prominent role as design consultant, seems to have designed and managed his way out of the process, to have made his role redundant. Today’s corporate design culture is much different and more resistant to outside influence (for more see my recent article on Apple’s architectural patronage in CLOG: Apple).

Harwood sees methodological transformation in the research at hand, specifically progress toward the removal of aestheticization from histories of architecture and technology. The appearance of things can no longer be the only way of assessing their significance. The world that present-day historians have to contend with is dramatically different from that even a generation ago, and their methods must change in response. Harwood has provided an elegant model.

A Quadrant Book, University of Minnesota Press, 2011

Some Thoughts on Browsing and Searching

Plucked from an essay titled “Browsing for Utopia,” originally written in 2008:


Browsing is a compelling way of relating to cultural materials because of its capacity to surprise and its unpredictability. Nothing attests to the importance of browsing quite like the continued appeal of vinyl records. Since hardly any are presently produced, the vinyl enthusiast becomes a “crate-digger,” engaged in an endless scan of used record shops and flea markets, not knowing what in particular they’re looking for, but finding nonetheless. This exercise is obviously pleasurable given the continued success of such shops. Recreating this visceral unpredictability has always been somewhat of a holy grail for retailers, especially those of the online variety; many a programmer-hour has been spent developing recommendation engines and indexes in vain. It seems there are only two approaches to this problem: either one recommends based on similar purchases by other customers or based on genre. But in contrast to physical browsing, these supposed discovery-inducing systems are intractably dull, their recommendations seemingly plucked from coarsely-grained genre models.

It’s easy for retailers to provide for the needs of those with a particular item in mind, their stock must merely be organized and catalogued. The browser is more difficult to plan for. There are, after all, as many ways of to browse as there are browsers, likely many more. There are many different schools of thought on how to foster browsing. A typical approach is to separate a group of popular highlights, simultaneously providing a reduced selection and pushing items you might have overstocked. From there, stock is usually organized by genre and alphabetically. Within this differentiated field, browsers must somehow orient themselves, usually accomplished by genre selection or another vague starting point.

It may be necessary to distinguish further between browsers who intend to make a purchase and those who don’t. Some browse to buy, and others to fill time. The former are here the preferred constituency because of their decisiveness. The latter group one might describe as flâneurs, Baudelaire’s neologism for the wandering dandies of the Paris streets that later fascinated Walter Benjamin in his Arcades Project. For these characters, the means are the end. There is no goal other than filling “island paradises of idle time.”[i] Their activity lacks motivation and is indifferent to the subtle changes in course that browsing might bring. The flâneur has what Georg Simmel would later call a blasé attitude toward their surroundings. The browser-to-buy carries a curiosity and opportunism that blasé dandyism precludes. Browsing-to-buy is not unmotivated action, but action with a pace and level of directness suited to problems of vague constitution.

A more apt model might be the Situationist dérive. The dérive is delimited temporally and spatially, and has a goal in mind. Participants are required to build interest in order to provide momentum and direction to the group. Where the browser differs is in terminus. The dérive ends somewhat arbitrarily when participants lose interest, but browsing-to-buy ends definitively when a purchase is made. A purchase doesn’t automatically equal success, however, as the impulse buy and the fad demonstrate. Like Sylvia Lavin says of the Pet Rock, these purchases might merely be “good enough” objects, provisional placeholders inept enough not to turn on you.[ii] The Pet Rock can be thought of as a stand-in for something larger, a conceptual Other that one might call Utopia. The placeholders are ultimately all we have, but that doesn’t mean progress is impossible. Each lets one collect just that little bit more information, further confining the field of inquiry and enabling projections to extend farther afield. Even placeholders beget information, and being informed is the name of the game. An uninformed browser, one outside their usual genre, is often unfounded in their decisions. Imagine being at a bookstore or record shop and stepping beyond one’s usual genres or areas of interest. With all point of reference removed, judgment is suspended, and one’s buying decisions might not be sound. Even if one does not know what one is looking for, one still must know what one is looking at.

The blogger is a perfect model of such an attentive, critical browser. They are attentive enough to the grain of the data they encounter that they can construct a kind of continuous manifesto in relation to said data, curating and collecting to construct a whole greater than the sum of its parts. But the range from which a blog’s content can come must not be unlimited. In order to build an audience, readers must know the genre in which a blogger operates and the relationship (in general) they take to said genre. Misdirected ramblings are common in the blogosphere, but readership tends to tell the truth. Unlike television, the blogosphere is constituted of individuals who always already cast a suspicious eye on their media. Blogs, therefore, are both specialized and have a specialized audience.

Browsing is difficult when one’s environment—and, by extension, one’s unconscious—are saturated with information. One always seems to be looking for something, however vague or fleeting that something may be. The blogger is more attentive than a mere surfer, more curious than one with a question to be answered. The blogger will always make purchases, will always find something, but that something must be open to interrogation in order for the blogger to continue an established project.

Blogging is a matter of curation, and the toolbox contains two battling possibilities, hypertext and the search engine. Both of these claim objectivity, but for each it means something different. For hypertext, it means that its structure is a network in which no points are unequal, just more or less accessible. For the search engine, it means that lists are constructed from pure, unadulterated data indexed to provide said objectivity.

In an August 2008 editorial for the New Republic, literary editor Leon Wieseltier articulated his discontent with the rise of such objectivity, referring to it as “Google progressivism,” the notion that a more efficient, easier-to-navigate world (and world wide web) is a better one.[iii] He faults this progressivism as a digital remastering of humanity’s existence: all traffic avoided, all detours removed. By his logic, eliminating friction from the information consumer’s experience unfortunately also eliminates surprise. But his straw man is shoddily constructed. What he overlooks is that the objectivity of a search engine never calcifies, never becomes a mere list. It is always a fleeting, shifting bulk of links surprised to be in one another’s company. In short, the search engine is not hierarchical. Because the network changes, so too does the list, as if both are in constant movement, neither in front of the other. The simultaneity (or nearly so) of network and curation is always expressed at the top of Google’s list, 0.02 seconds or something similar, marking the supremacy of an efficient but “surrational” index.[iv]

The search engine shines its light on various parts of the network and is therefore less hierarchical than the network itself, not more. In a network, there may be things linked to many other things, and others linked to only a few. But often these highlights each represent a capsular milieu. A list disables this encapsulation by bringing different milieus into alignment. This juxtaposition is provisional, lasting only until another links supplant their position, which may happen daily or by the minute given the rapidity of information travel on the web. The search brackets of certain possibilities as desirable, listing not necessarily by popularity but by density. Perhaps a series of brackets is necessary, leaving room for improvisation and misdirection at every juncture while maintaining movement with a goal in mind. One can collect a group of things that add up to more than their sum. The whole can be greater than its parts.

No matter the relative specificity of one’s query, a Google search always contains at least one surprise. The function of a search engine isn’t to provide answers, but to curate a field.  It enables discoveries that are within a network of relationships and implications. By it’s very rationality, it enables the irrational. Naming aside, what Borgesian logic would put together an interactive online game for medieval enthusiasts, a staggeringly comprehensive guide to the gay and lesbian scene on the continent of Asia, bars or restaurants in three US cities, a forum for discussing the music of Canadian pop star Alanis Morrissette, and an animal rescue ranch funded by the sale of proprietor Kinky Friedman’s signature brand dips and salsas? (All of these options turn up on a Google search for “Utopia”) The sheer improbability of these results’ juxtaposition is staggering, and one can be sure even stranger constellations exist. The search engine can curate fields for one to peruse, and while these fields are dependent upon existing content, one must remain hopeful that the whole may exceed the parts. Google’s is a remarkably uncritical curation, a gesture of selection and prioritization with opaque logic at best.

Scanning such results is a hybrid activity, somewhere between searching and browsing. When one has something specific in mind, only that perfect match will suffice. But when one’s query is less a question and more a provocation, said results can provide unexpected and ultimately fruitful detours leading one to answers or—perhaps more usefully—more questions. Hypertext, while networked and nonlinear, has difficulty providing a user with conflicting opinions or permitting them to leave a given milieu, merely reinforcing already held opinions and preventing the kind of juxtapositions permitted by an index of associations like the search engine. This is the central problematic of “surfing” in general, that one is almost never exposed to content outside a given range. With hypertext, it is difficult to find conflicting opinions. Websites don’t often link to things with which they disagree, and if they do it is often in jest. Hypertext surfing means a stream of information is always passing by, but the vast majority of it is content of one’s own selection. Search engines are great at providing an extra jolt of surprise when one’s browsing habits have become sclerotic.

Browsing can be both enabled and disabled by the unprecedented access to information and visual content provided by electronic media, but it seems to this author that search engines and web browsers should have their names reversed. When one enters a web address in a browser window, something specific appears for which no alternative will suffice. The search engine, however, provides an assortment of options. All remain connected to a given query, though their relevance varies according to algorithms. Who do we have to call to make that happen?

[i] Leon Wieseltier, literary editor of the New Republic, uses the phrase “island paradises of idle time” in an editorial titled “Scratches” from August 27, 2008. Wieseltier also mourns what he perceives as the death of browsing because the power of the search engine disables the kind of wandering eye and discovery it enables. Retrieved from: August 14, 2008.

[ii] Lavin references the Pet Rock in her lecture “Practice Makes Perfect,” published in Hunch 11 (2007): 106-113.

[iii] Wieseltier, “Scratches.”

[iv] In their book Situation Normal…, Lewis, Tsurumaki and Lewis develop a similar hypothesis to the one here outlined, labeling their results “surrational.” Their examples include everything from defunct military research (a ship made of ice, a bent-barrel rifle) to the spatial tactics of Buster Keaton, but one could describe the analogical results found on these pages the same way. While algorithms determine their organization, the sheer size and complexity of the Internet content they index enables what LTL might call “surrational” lists. (New York: Princeton Architectural Press, 1998).

Walter Pichler: Prototyping Escape

This was originally written for a seminar taught by Lisa Hsieh at the Ohio State University (it’s been heavily edited since then), but it seems appropriate for this format as well. It’s a bit longer than usual, but I’ve been sitting on this piece for a while and want to just get it out there. I’ve been a bit afraid to publish it because at the moment it feels a bit like Walter Pichler is my own personal hero that no one else is talking about. I’m sure I’ll get over that. Here goes…


[Architecture] is born of the most powerful thoughts. For men it will be a compulsion, they will stifle in it or they will live – live, as I mean the word. […] [Architecture] has no consideration for stupidity and weakness. It never serves. It crushes those who cannot bear it. […] Machines have taken possession of [architecture] and human beings are now merely tolerated in its domain […] [1]

A statement of singular nihilism, unabashed iconoclasm; a statement Ulrich Conrads once called “the most absolute thesis” in all twentieth century architecture.[2] Austrian sculptor and architect Walter Pichler wrote these words in 1962, on the eve of an exhibition on which he collaborated with fellow Viennese architect Hans Hollein. Titled “Absolute Architecture,” the exhibition added two new voices to the growing chorus of dissent aimed at derailing architectural functionalism. For Pichler and Hollein, architecture was not what it enables, nor what in encloses, but what it is. Architecture is a thing, and it can take whatever form an architect wishes. Given this seemingly impossible assignment, Pichler and Hollein developed a series of underground buildings, modeled by Pichler in bronze and concrete. These underground environments were to have extensive environmental controls so that their position underground would not matter. The two were at this time fascinated by such simulation and the media by which it is accomplished. Though the weight of these first models ended with “Absolute Architecture,” both Pichler and Hollein recycled their conceptual bases in subsequent investigations.

For Hollein, this took the form of literal environmental simulators like his Non-Physical Environment Pill (1967) and later Svobodair Spray (1971), both of which were hypothetical propositions about the power of environmental simulation. Pichler also experimented with such hypotheses in the late sixties, most transparently in the works of his “Prototypes” exhibition of 1967. These strange objects critique new media’s ability to induce laziness and atrophy. Three of these works in particular—TV Helmet/Portable Living Room, Small Room, and Intensivbox—form a kind of suite, all taking roughly the form of an isolation chamber and including media inputs. For Pichler, it seems, media isn’t architecture, hence he makes it architecture by creating armatures to embody its physical presence.

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Walter Pichler, "TV Helmet/Portable Living Room," 1967

These works are also a critique of his one-time collaborator Hans Hollein’s ironic assertion that “everything is architecture.” TV Helmet/Portable Living Room (1967) and Small Room (1967) are to be worn, while the unrealized Intensivbox is a spherical chamber into which a subject is slid on a track. These isolating simulators remove one from a given reality and can be seen as the ultimate conclusion of technology’s encroachment on the body. Constructed of plastic and embedded with television sets and speakers, these helmets enhance the television experience to the detriment of all else. Pichler hoped to isolate and insulate himself (and his viewers) from the pitfalls of consumerism and media obsession, but in his helmets this took the form of a literal representation of such pitfalls. The “consumer” is isolated from her environment, but within the helmet only media are permitted as input.

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Walter Pichler, "Small Room," 1967

For Pichler, media are far from participatory but instead somnambulating and hypnotizing, pulling humanity’s attention away from its greatest attributes. Instead of making human abilities more numerous, like prosthetics, the Portable Living Room and Small Room disable a subject from moving with their usual acuity. Unlike the other helmets designed by his Viennese contemporaries, Pichler’s don’t provide more experience or more engagement, but instead subtract. It’s terribly ironic, therefore, that Pichler subtitles his piece “Portable Living Room,” because it is certainly not portable, and at best a shoddy simulation of a living room. The Portable Living Room enables a person to remain motionless, separating them from their obligations and necessities to simply be entertained. Pichler sees media not as enabling but disabling, entrapping, enabling of nothing more than laziness.

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Walter Pichler, Drawing for "Intensivbox," 1967

Pichler’s critique mirrors German philosopher Martin Heidegger’s in his essay “The Question Concerning Technology.” Like Heidegger, Pichler rentains a rigorous skepticism towards technology. Speaking of techne, Heidegger writes, “Everywhere we remain unfree and chained to technology, whether we passionately affirm or deny it. But we are delivered over to it in the worst possible way when we regard it as something neutral […].”[3] Pichler’s provocation is that if one let’s media (or technology more generally) isolate and insulate, it will be to the detriment of other abilities. If a helmet is a Portable Living Room, it means the only important part of the room is the television. Perhaps Pichler foresaw the perpetuation of television’s war on education, its wholesale adoption of entertainment and its denigration of objectivity, choosing to critique these regressions with ironic constructs enabling television’s conquest of attention at the expense of all other sensory function. As television becomes an ever-more self-referential and solipsistic media, early critiques like Pichler’s have only gained poignancy.

Many today sit idle at their terminals or on their sofas for extended periods, limiting the need for handicraft and patience. In Pichler’s world, these traits are paramount, and any device or medium that disables them is worthy of demonization. Pichler doesn’t see technology as an enabler of the strenuous life so much as a preventer. Like the simulation machines in the Wachowski Brothers’ Matrix series, Pichler’s helmets and immersive environments provide an armature within which movement is unnecessary.


Simulation Pod, from "The Matrix," Directed by Andy and Larry Wachowski, 1999

Instead of a destruction of the technology he demonizes, Pichler constructs ridiculous analogs to their abilities. If television provides a subtle escape from the ordinary, Pichler’s helmets enhance this ability to the point of absurdity. Pichler’s environmental simulators aren’t portable, and in fact limit one’s range of motion quite significantly. Portable Living Room is the best illustration of this fact, it’s elaborate counterweighted system protruding from both sides of the subject’s head obtrusively. It doesn’t fold, doesn’t retract, and doesn’t provide anything but sensory input. One puts it on because of a desire to be isolated. With his “Prototypes,” Pichler definitively states an interest in isolation, a concern that would come to dominate his career thereafter. It is almost as if he is rehearsing a retreat, one that would come to fruition in the mid-seventies, when Pichler indeed retreated from public life to his property at St. Martin’s in the Tyrol region of western Austria, a place dominated by its geography, removed physically and psychologically from the bustle of modern Vienna where Pichler received his artistic training. Returning only to exhibit and to sell his drawings, Pichler remains free to explore and create at his own pace and in his own idiom. These drawing sales have funded an increasingly isolated practice, concerned with sculpting and with constructing ever-more-complex armatures and environments for said sculptures.

Perhaps calling his buildings environments sells short his activity. His constructs are worlds, worlds in which his work is isolated from both critique and the media-obsessed culture it critiques. They are in fact alternate—but not virtual—realities in which his work can remain indefinitely. The “Prototypes” can also be thought of as such. More than mere simulators or enhancers, they offer the subject another world to inhabit, portable or otherwise. Pichler must have imagined himself within them, isolated from the laborious requirements of contemporary life. But ultimately this subtle escape wasn’t enough, leading Pichler back to the Tyrolean Alps, free from his obligations in Vienna and free to investigate the kind of craft- and skill-based sculptural techniques he felt technology would eventually preclude.

[1] Excerpted from Pichler, Walter. “Absolute Architecture,” in Programs and Manifestoes on 20th Century Architecture edited by Ulrich Conrads (London: Lund Humphries, 1970): 181. In this manifesto, Pichler develops the thesis that architecture cannot act as anything but an impediment to humanity.


[2] Conrads wrote this in his introduction to “Absolute Architecture,” written in 1970. Programs and Manifestoes, 181.

[3] Heidegger, Martin. The Question Concerning Technology and Other Essays translated by William Lovitt (New York: Harper & Row, 1977): 4.

Of Photos and Photoshop: UN Studio’s Villa NM

Villa NM, UN Studio

Villa NM, UN Studio

Remember the Villa NM? UN Studio’s house for upstate New York, completed a couple years ago and destroyed by fire not a year after its widespread publication? Haven’t we heard this one before? An impossibly pristine architectural vision is destroyed beyond recognition, only to come to prominence later in life? Like many lost architectures before it, the Villa NM seemed destined for destruction. A little bit too white, too shiny, too pristine to exist in perpetuity. Something like a Barcelona Pavilion for the age of Photoshop, in more ways than one.

Like Mies van der Rohe’s genre-defining collage of space and material, UN Studio’s Villa could serve as a watershed in the brief history of our digital architecture. Odd, then, that it should have its origins in such a simple diagrammatic model, a morphing of plane from horizontal to vertical. So much contemporary architecture is based on over-the-top complexity and excess, but its transformative diagram might have more power as an advance over the three modernist masters’ transformations: Wright’s blurring of inside to outside in his Prairie houses, Le Corbusier’s liberation of the ground in Villa Savoye, and Mies van der Rohe’s performative staging of the Farnsworth House.

Villa NM, UN Studio

Villa NM, UN Studio

UN Studio’s move, then, is the contemporary zero-gravity equation of wall and floor, the single-surface so central to the last two decades of design, but in simple, digestible form. Along with the Yokohama Port Terminal by FOA and perhaps OMA’s Educatorium at Utrecht, the Villa NM assembles a demonstrative canon of sorts, illustrations of the possibilities of the new, folded diagram of the twenty-first century. What does all this have to do with Photoshop, you might ask? It’s a question of collage.

At some point in the nineties, Rem Koolhaas coined the term “Photoshopism” to describe a group of new techniques overturning the hegemony of collage over post-modernity. If transparency and pure form (Analytical Cubism) permeated modernism, the logic of collage (Synthetic Cubism) has permeated all the movements of postmodern architecture since the seventies. Then came Photoshop, the logic of which overturns collage through the instrumentalization of blur, dodge, burn, pixelation, texture, et cetera et cetera.

Villa NM, UN Studio

Villa NM, UN Studio

The wall-to-floor diagram is a blur and a morph, formal as well as conceptual, social as well as political. It’s a connection between the three modernist diagrams, morphing between Wright, Corb and Mies, conflating their political agendas into a postmodern cocktail of libertarianism and socialism and performance. But then one night in early 2008 it disappeared, at least as far as further photographic documentation is concerned. All we have are some overworked photographs, some drawings and a digital model or two. There will be no Savoye-esque farm storage phase, no pilgrimage cycle, no rebirth. It was over before if got started. But maybe that’s perfect for this materialistic, media-saturated age, in which planned obsolescence is a problem as well as a solution.

Such obsolescence was part of the reason Barcelona Pavilion, along with Alvar Aalto’s Finnish Pavilion for New York and Melnikov’s USSR Pavilion among others, became so canonical. Their immortality was perpetuated by the unsustainable level of polish captured by photographs. It’s terribly premature to canonize the Villa NM, but this is just the internet after all, and the halflife of this post is most likely even shorter than the house itself.

Villa NM, UN Studio

Villa NM, UN Studio

Reconsidering Reyner Banham

The architect who proposes to run with technology knows now that he will be in fast company, and that, in order to keep up, he may have to emulate the Futurists and discard his whole cultural load, including the professional garments by which he is recognized as an architect. If, on the other hand, he decides not to do this, he may find that a technological culture has decided to go on without him. [Reyner Banham1960]

I’ve just finished reading Banham’s masterly introduction to early modern architecture, Theory and Design in the First Machine Age, and was struck in particular by the above quotation. It seems to encapsulate the central problematic of not only that heady age, but our own.

 The choice, as Banham frames it, is between Futurism and Academicism, between a framework emptied of history and one overflowing with it. Banham takes for granted (his later work notwithstanding) a mythical future age in which technology and architecture are in symbiosis, one in which Buckminster Fuller has been declared prophet and messiah, and the Futurist dream of disposable buildings has been realized. But it seems this future would also require the dissolving of disciplinary boundaries.

Intervening years have found architecture unwilling to submit, instead refocusing on the discipline’s “interiority” through several iterations of postmodernism. In the end, Banham’s was interpreted as just one more piece of what Manfredo Tafuri would come to call “operative criticism,” a motivated and subjective history meant to direct rather than document. But this Structuralist hyperbole has long since become untenable, and perhaps it’s time to reconsider Banham’s polemic. 

Though it’s quite clear architecture and technology have maintained their delicate balance since Banham wrote these words, change has come in recent years to representation, not just realization. As many have observed, the modern movement was brought on by a critical mass of advancements to construction, but the technology of representation remained the same throughout it’s period of dominance. Like construction technologies, the digitization of drawing cannot help but have a revolutionary effect on architecture. 

A more apt temporal model for the transformation currently underway might be the Renaissance, when technologies advanced to a degree that drawings could be reproduced in print. Mario Carpo has written that because of this shift, “the architectural forms being built throughout Europe changed in a sudden and radical way–but without any corresponding change in either materials or construction procedures.” (Architecture in the Age of Printing, 5) 

That being said, what has Banham’s analysis to teach us? In short, to quit being so stubborn and acquiesce. Resistance to the onset of new methods is not only futile but untenable. 

Banham faults the moderns for inadequately transforming architecture and ultimately returning to old modes of thought and composition. Change in construction methods was inadequate to transform modes so deeply ingrained. The modern movement fell short of transforming architecture at a structural level, maintaining the conventions of pictorial representation and of line, plane and volume as compositional elements. It’s revolution was both social and aesthetic, but failed to change the way we conceive and describe our buildings. 

One might say technologies of digital representation have already allowed some to conceive of an architecture of points, an architecture no longer based on two dimensional drawings but on descriptions as complex as the buildings themselves. Greg Lynn says that this is the age of calculus, and perhaps he’s right. But we can’t fall into the same trap as the moderns, whose machine-mania was based on only a base understanding of the machines they championed; they jumped to conclusions, and ultimately only represented rather than transformed.

But there comes a certain amount of amateurism whenever architects proclaim an interest in anything but buildings; we are ultimately laypersons at everything else. Perhaps the expectation that architecture be transformed is based on a less-than-complete understanding of architecture itself.

In his last completed essay “A Black Box: The Secret Profession of Architecture,” Banham posits that architecture, as he understood it, is a mode of designing, one “recognized in its output but unknown in its contents.” (A Critic Writes, 293) Architecture, by his definition, isn’t building design, nor even “good” building design, but a mysterious modum architectum in which some makers of buildings act. He states that architecture, after all, isn’t defined by what is done, but how it’s done; Architecture, with a capital A, is only “the making of drawings for buildings in the manner practiced in Europe since the Renaissance,” and nothing more. (298) A transformation of this mode of doing architecture, then, would mean the end of architecture itself. 

Now we know what’s at stake. We can either play the Futurist and discard the weighty cultural burden we carry, or keep our “professional garments” and ultimately be left behind. Neither seems terribly attractive.