One of the ugliest, architecturally least uplifting, anti-place-like places in Helsinki is Kamppi bus terminal/shopping hell. On the other hand it is one of the most intensely used spaces in the entire city. Quantity, in other words, is a far cry from quality.
A temporary chapel being built behind these hoardings will make up for all the bad next year. “Quiet will be here in 2012”.
For now though, fun and sun reign supreme!! Oh, and a heck of a lot of building sites, in a few quasi-public spaces and lots of top-end residential sites (no lack of money there then, we note).
Only JHJ knows there are quite a few of us who wish things were different.
“The problem in Finland has always been the strong mainstream”. That, at least, is one of many quotable observations in one of many books I read over the summer. The Piglet Years, by Rogar Connah, an angry man’s prolix polemic against all that is wrong in Helsinki architecture. (Actually, that quote’s from an interview, so not Connah strictly speaking, but this is unnecessary nuance).
Also in the book: “what should have been the most significant piece of urban architecture in the country [Kamppi Centre] has become ‘Mall of Finland'” and the short discourse on what he calls “the agenda of a lost humanism” in Finnish architecture. It’s one of the more readable bits among much angry rant. Given that it’s aim is Kamppi how could JHJ not fight on to the end of the book!?
The Piglet Years sparked some welcome moments of agreement. But ambivalence is more the order of the day/week/season. Not only about Connah’s rant.
Ambivalence for instance about the pop-up phenomenon. Today’s example is Solar kitchen by chef Antto Melasniemi. Prioritising design as much as food it seems, it was all rather fabulous. (If you want to know the location, go online).
JHJ-on-the-one-hand thinks it’s a nice distraction and good use of redundant (ex-harbour) space for there to be all kinds of temporary, pop-up, low-investment, no-commitment, anti-mainstream-sounding “happenings” to liven up a little town. At least that’s what Antto tells the cameras on this little clip.
JHJ-on-the-other isn’t so sure. Isn’t this perhaps a bit of circuses when we need bread? (Something about which Jonathan Glancey has already written rather well – but regarding London – noting that while “London” was able to produce all kinds of gimmicks, as a place to live, not to mention travel, it had fallen into disgrace.)
Isn’t the pop-up, or Helsinki-as-event (note: corporate event) phenomenon about taking the easy way out, about producing temporary pretend-architecture on a low (or no) budget while the real but harder work is taking place somewhere else? Is real architecture not where there are disagreements, sweat and often tears? Isn’t architecture – and urban policy – harder than that because what’s at stake is the stone and steel and glass that will guide our lives for years – decades – to come?
Though when a girl feels really despondent, it’s not that hard to imagine that actually the best of Helsinki is the stuff that’s NOT yet built up.
I mean the blissfully non-glass, non-steel bits that some planner or “city father” actively protected from being swallowed up by commercial values. (More on another book I read this summer, David Harvey’s anti-capitalist treatise). Like Mustikkamaa or Kivinokka where JHJ has done what generations of Helsinkians have done before: enjoyed the sunshine.
Absolutely lovely. Shame on our way out we spotted a notice asking people to sign a petition in favour of, er, we’re not quite sure, turning it into luxury flats presumably.
JHJ’s verdict: real critique needed, fun and games an optional and welcome extra.