Excitingly I found out today that I have succeeded in getting a job as a student writer for the RIBA. However anyone reading this gets to enjoy my words for free (lucky you).
Here is the piece that I submitted when applying.
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| This is what an architects dream looks like. |
A Parisian street lined with cafes and shopfronts, stretches through the rosy afternoon sun several blocks into the distance before turning ninety degrees and heading vertically into the blue sky, folding back on itself and coming to rest with each exquisite Haussmann block fitting exactly roof-to-roof with its new, gravitationally opposed, neighbour below.
This is the world of Christopher Nolan’s hugely successful summer blockbuster Inception. A lucid dream built by architects, where time, money, even physics pose no limits on what can be created. The appeal is obvious, but the film also draws attention to the dangers. Why would one choose to live in the real world when the dream offers so much possibility? Given to the option to build perfect, endless, radiant cities or to toil within the confines of reality, might one lose track of which world is the purer, of which is the most true. The plight of these characters, creators lost in the imagining of their creations provokes a question of all designers. Are we more interested in the drawing or the finished product? The idea or the reality?
