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MAKING PLACE OR PLANNING CHAOS
A lot of people these days think you can’t improve a natural environment with buildings. In this mindset, pristine nature is the only truly virtuous environment; and all human efforts to modify it with buildings only serve to degrade it. Basically, the world has been going to hell in a handbasket since Adam and Eve.
Maxfield Parrish: Adam and Eve
We have become such pessimists!
Jim Buckels: Princes Kept the View
Jim Buckels: Deux Chevaux
Maybe what we really mean is that we’ve forgotten how to do it properly-- since Inigo Jones rearranged England’s landscape and since every fifth Provencal peak sprouted a village of rock hewn from the hill itself.
Maxfield Parrish.
Maxfield Parrish.
Mad King Ludwig.
Some may grudgingly acknowledge exceptions: perhaps, after all, Fallingwater improves the humdrum Pennsylvania gulch it spans; maybe Mad King Ludwig’s castle aggrandizes the Alpine foothills around Neuschwanstein; possibly the sudden apparition of the Temples of Paestum yields a pleasure greater than yet another stretch of Mediterranean pines; and conceivably Mount Rushmore’s effigies are more rewarding than the anonymous granite escarpment they alter.
Jim Buckels.
Jim Buckels: Son et Lumiere
Why, I even think the Jersey Meadows are possibly better filled with trusswork and cranes, with flame-belching smokestacks, truck-trailer mesas and hazy skylines than in their former incarnation as reedy wetlands.
Charles Sheeler
Charles Sheeler
Some pessimism seems justified; the Three Rivers Dam is regarded as an environmental disaster, as is the clearing of Brazil’s rain forest. These days, we seem able to do anything; and to the authorities that seems justification enough.
Guy Billout
But personally I find the big projects much easier to swallow than the ubiquitous smaller offences that routinely vandalize our landscape with visual blight and dismaying mindlessness.
Jim Wark photo from A Field Guide to Sprawl by Dolores Hayden. Could anyone who knew how this would turn out have actually wished for it? Here all the parts are optimized by a set of non-negotiable rules called zoning, and the whole is as awful as an environment can be. Here is the apotheosis of the trivial: everyone’s driveway is wide enough and pitched below 1:12; and the roofs match…
It’s naïve and artless to believe that the application of formulas cooked up for any place or every place could yield a worthwhile outcome in some actual place; we might with equal justification anticipate a masterpiece from paint-by-numbers.
In city planning, paint-by-numbers is called zoning.
Leon Krier.
Each place that zoning makes is no place in particular. It can’t be distinguished from its peers, because under zoning no building can respond to its setting with specificity or with the tiniest insight or joy, for no building is allowed to deviate from the abstractions of setbacks and coverage ratios. The poor building must conform to numbers in place of the rich guidance that tangible and particular reality might provide. The purpose of regulation is to enforce conformity; and conformity is what we get.
Leon Krier.
Then we have the gall to complain of monotony and blame the developers. The real villains are the eunuchs we appoint to guard us from the developer with a bunch of silly rules.
Noble Experts Lay Their Plans (for us all). Michael Wolf.
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Leon Krier: San Leucio.
In a memorable place every component responds specifically to the particulars of its locale. Overall harmony is achieved organically by a colloquy of characters that agree to produce coherence at every step --even if that coherence changes over time. The whole that they create is always complete and greater than the sum of its already estimable parts. This condition is impossible under zoning.
Jim Buckels: Sans souci.
Alex MacLean: Zoned Lots.
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Zoning strays the instant it passes from proscription to prescription --from preventing vice to promoting virtue. It’s only good for immunizing against the abominable—such as, for example the strip-malling of the English countryside or the installation of a nuclear power plant on leafy Main Street. Such limited goals accomplished, further elaboration quickly promotes disease.
Today’s voluminous regulations promote the disease called Suburbia.
A place designed without reference to pre-existent zoning formulas: Poundbury by Leon Krier.
Instead of more regulations, we need talented individuals to take over with flair and insight—as they have so often in the past-- when not overruled by theoreticians, ideologues or morons.
Guy Billout
Mistakes are risked, but with zoning they are guaranteed. The zoning itself is the mistake; every project designed under its leaden rule is doomed.
Leon Krier: Atlantis, a resort town in the Canary Islands, designed without benefit of zoning.
What makes Poundbury and Seaside successful is that each began with a concrete vision, not a set of performance specs (or worse still, a set of non-negotiable rules). Sure, there got to be rules --but not until after the design concept was nailed down. That way the rules wouldn’t get in the way of the design process.
Leon Krier: Conceptual sketch, Poundbury High Street with Market.
After the design concept is nailed down and developed, zoning starts to make sense as the guarantor of the concept against revisionists and the weak-minded. But the concept must be first concrete, specific and visualized in three-dimensional drawings.
Rendering by Carl Laubin after Leon Krier, Poundbury High Street with Market.
Architects are able to do this; that is what empowers them to advance the vision of city planning—something that utterly eludes planners, who are not trained to design. It’s why a reasonably-educated layman asked to name major planners will rattle off a list of architects: Michelangelo, John Wood, Nash, Burnham, Tony Garnier, Mizner, Corbu, Niemeyer, Duany…
Leon Krier: Portrait of the theoretician and planner, Le Corbusier. Mistakes will be made.
The numbers men—like Ebenezer Howard—came up with the suburb: the elevation to primacy of all things trifling. They’ve been in charge ever since.
”MINIMUM REQUIREMENTS: 10 years of progressively responsible experience in municipal planning, with considerable supervisory and administrative responsibility. Masters’ degree in Urban Planning or related field. Must possess excellent communication and interpersonal skills, and working knowledge of various software, including database, spreadsheet, word processing, GIS, IRIS, and Arcview. APA membership and AICP certification preferred. Driver’s license.” –from a job announcement on Cyburbia for Planning Director of Raleigh, NC.
Nowhere does it require the director to be able to draw. Draw? For goodness sake…
A possible alternative outcome for Poundbury, with the numbers in charge (Leon Krier).
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After San Leucio was deconstructed to yield an understanding of its specifics, it was reassembled and fleshed out to form a town, and its potential reality documented in clear, three-dimensional drawings. This would have taken a wholly different form if the designer had been thwarted by prior decisions of existing zoning:
Leon Krier: San Leucio, a place designed without reference to pre-existent zoning formulas, but strongly rooted in the physical reality of a not-fully-realized place. The design is site specific and the drawing concrete enough so you can probably see where improvements could occur.
Another example:
A town for a large junkyard, once a farm. Certain surviving features of the farm, and all topographical traits have been preserved like archaeological remnants; an old tractor trail meanders through the otherwise gridded town as its Main Street. Tractors are as good at planning as Boston’s legendary cows, and for the same reason: they choose the easy path. So do pedestrians.
This design deviates from Krier’s dogma by incorporating a mixed-use high-rise and four largish, ground-floor retail parking structures to supplement on-street parallel parking. Can you spot them?
This town devours less land than most malls with their parking lots, and even manages a little suburban fringe. The bridge links it with a cul-de-sacked subdivision which is appropriated as additional suburb.
Without a prior program of square footages or other numbers, the town was designed entire, as a physical entity fitted to its site. Afterwards it was deconstructed and described in square feet, housing units and types, population, dollars and other statistics. The developer finds the numbers to his liking -- not surprisingly, as the organism created was a familiar urban type that is known to work. It is, however, quite illegal under existing zoning and requires a PUD. (Fortunately this mechanism for getting around the inanities of zoning is getting easier, as the authorities grow dimly aware that zoning often impedes the best projects. Progress.)
Here’s the principle that divides making place from planning chaos: You have to be able to see (and therefore, draw) a design BEFORE you make up rules and statistics to describe it.
Leon Krier. Two scales.
Design is physical, not numerical. All the well-intentioned numerical rules—setbacks, F.A.R.’s, height restrictions, turning radii, parking ratios, space requirements, landscape demands, lane widths --and all the other petty numbers-- applied in the absence of a prior, concrete physical vision will serve only to guarantee the standardization of chaos through the enforced primacy of the secondary. Optimize the parts and relegate the whole to the junkbin.
Here are some products of the tyranny of numbers, which produces, unsurprisingly, machine order:
Math-based zoning principles generate the physical reality of a cul-de-sac subdivion. Alex MacLean photo
Similar rules applied to a trailer park. Alex MacLean photo.
Zoning has been around a while; here, the streetcar suburb of Somerville, MA shows its effects. Alex MacLean photo.
Beach Houses placed according to a set of rules. The trivial enshrined as law guarantees standardized chaos. Alex MacLean photo.
[Yes…that’s right: of course these illustrations have been chosen to optimize the point. Would you prefer less trenchant images?]
The rules that zoning presently enforces are nonsense; it seems they’re made up in a spiritual and artistic vacuum by no-talent bird-brains. It’s quite impossible that everybody involved in the practice of planning is as stupid as the rules they produce. No, the problem is with the theory. The result, however, is the same: the whole that emerges is invariably less than the sum of its parts. How could it be otherwise: the parts are at war with the whole?
A concrete diagram of a simple-hearted idea. Alex MacLean photo.
Thus we can praise a zoning-generated design for its wheelchair-accessibility or its provision of generous parking or its arrangement of mixed deciduous and evergreen trees, but we can be quite confident that the whole is crap. And the reason the whole is crap is precisely that each of the parts has been so generously and non-negotiably rendered to an independent level of perfection.
By contrast, an imperfect place is full of compromise. But it is a place. Perhaps by its drawbacks shall ye know it:
Poundbury.
Suppose you set out to create a near-perfectly handsome face. Would you get there by optimizing the parts? Maybe you could combine Cary Grant’s chin dimple with Paul Newman’s profile; you could throw in Richard Gere’s handsome head of greying hair, Robert Redford’s mole, Paul McCartney’s bedroom eyes and Errol Flynn’s roguish smile. Would you end up with a great-looking guy? Or maybe a monster?
LK
The look of true pluralism applied to a town:
LK
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Whether they can do it or not, planners are involved in the business of urban design; in fact it’s probably what many planners thought they were getting into when they applied to school. Even if their education was defective due to bad theories, the fact remains that planners need to learn how to draw. This crucial faculty unlocks the power to imagine and to dream; that is how to visualize. But if you can’t draw, it’s pointless to dream because you can’t get it down on paper. (Actually, you can’t even imagine it properly.)
Parrish: Poets Dream. Bureaucrats shouldn’t even try.
Planning is visualization; it’s the only way to predict an outcome. And it goes without saying: you need the good judgment to choose an appropriate outcome to visualize.
Jim Buckels: Venice [enhanced with Giudecca as Lower Manhattan]
Then you can rise to the boldness of Nash at Regent Street, or Haussmann in Paris, or even wrongheaded Le Corbusier (mistakes will be made):
Corbusier
Buildings in a Park. Plenty of green space for all!
The Radiant City.
Mistakes will be made...
…even by those who can draw.
And the mistakes will even get built, although they also get blown up after a while. (Robert Wolf photo.)
It’s a risk we have to take, because with zoning the mistakes are enshrined in law. There is not just risk of doing harm; there is instead a positive mandate to do it. (Robert Wolf photo.)
I’m not opposed to all zoning, but I am against stupid zoning, and I’m against voluminous zoning. The authors of the latter pretend to wisdom they don’t possess, and their picayune opinions turned to law amount to tyranny. To prevent this, zoning ordinances should be limited to ten pages of not very fine print, with amendments accompanied by equal-sized deletions.
Guy Billout.
Planning without a visual basis is not planning at all. Its outcome is likely to be dominated by unintended consequences of plausible theories (that is how we came to the present farcical state of suburban sprawl).
Jim Wark photo from A Field Guide to Sprawl by Dolores Hayden.
It is at once folly and tyranny, resting on flawed and arbitrary opinion comic-operatically made law. It should be opposed by all citizens of a democracy who value freedom and reason –even those who agree with its goal: perfecting the suburb.
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