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Architecture's Irascible Reformer
July 12, 2003 By EMILY EAKIN
ARUNDEL, England - Moss grows from the steep, pitched roof
of the West Dean Gardens visitors' center. Carefully
trained grape vines hug its walls. And the facade,
approached by a curving gravel path, is a pleasing tapestry
of flint, brick, concrete and Portland stone.
Over all, the effect is quaint. The center, which houses a
gift shop and a cafeteria for the 35-acre gardens next
door, could have been plucked from the pages of a fairy
tale - a primmer English version of "Hansel and Gretel."
But to Christopher Alexander, the architect who designed
it, the center represents something much less whimsical: a
small social revolution.
For nearly four decades, Mr. Alexander, 66, an emeritus
professor of architecture at the University of California
at Berkeley, has been waging a quixotic campaign of
messianic ambition: to heal the world by reforming the way
it builds.
Humanity, he says, is ailing. And the built world is both
source and symptom of its disease. Where there should be
beautiful buildings in harmony with nature, he says, there
is mostly "architecture which is against life" instead,
"insane, image-ridden, hollow."
By this, Mr. Alexander means not only strip malls, office
parks and tract homes, but also much of what is fawned over
these days by highbrow critics. In his view, the recent
spate of flashy confections by big-name stars - from Frank
Gehry's glittering Guggenheim Bilbao to Rem Koolhaas's
interactive Prada boutique in SoHo - is not just
pretentious and sterile. It is actually making us ill.
"Architecture is a very strange field," Mr. Alexander said
over lunch here in the medieval town not far from West Dean
Gardens where he grew up and has lately been spending much
of his time. "It's almost as though they've induced a mass
psychosis in society by introducing a point of view that
has no common sense and no bearing on any deeper feeling."
But Mr. Alexander, a bearlike, weather-beaten man with
doleful blue eyes and rumpled khakis, is no mere
curmudgeon. Having made his diagnosis years ago, he has
dedicated himself to propounding the cure: an architecture
based on what he calls an objective science of beauty.
It's a mission that has put him starkly at odds with most
of his profession, where he is variously described as a
reactionary, a mystic or a Lear-like madman ranting on the
moors. It doesn't help matters that, like Shakespeare's
prickly king, Mr. Alexander is, as he apologetically put
it, "an excitable person": brilliant but conflict-prone.
"He's a self-proclaimed outsider," said the architect Peter
Eisenman, who famously debated him at the Graduate School
of Design at Harvard in 1982. "I think Chris unfortunately
fell off the radar screen some time ago. He got off into
being cranky."
But even his detractors concede him a grudging respect.
After all, Mr. Alexander's popular following is enormous.
Better known for his writings than his buildings, he is the
principal author of "A Pattern Language" (Oxford University
Press, 1977), one of the best-selling architectural
treatises of all time, still selling 10,000 copies annually
more than 25 years after it first appeared. His devotees
range from amateur home builders and community activist
groups to the Prince of Wales, who invited him to serve as
a trustee of his Institute for Architecture in London and
helped recruit him to design the visitors' center at West
Dean Gardens.
Among computer programmers, he has attained near-guru
status. Will Wright, the creator of "The Sims," the
nation's most popular computer game, routinely cites him as
a major influence. And he's an unlikely inspiration behind
a powerful movement in software design known as
object-oriented programming.
Now Mr. Alexander's iconoclastic reputation is likely to
grow some more. This spring, he finally completed his
four-volume, 2,150-page magnum opus: "The Nature of Order:
An Essay on the Art of Building and the Nature of the
Universe." After laboring over it for 27 years, Mr.
Alexander had a falling out with his editors at Oxford
University Press and is now publishing the work himself
through his Center for Environmental Structure, a nonprofit
organization in Berkeley dedicated to promoting his ideas.
(Sun Microsystems contributed money to help defray printing
costs.)
Much more than a do-it-yourself construction manual (though
it is that, too), "The Nature of Order" is a grandiose,
polemical, sumptuously illustrated and utterly singular
inquiry into what Mr. Alexander calls "first principles":
the essence of life itself. Available since May for $75,
the first volume, "The Phenomenon of Life," has already
sold 4,000 copies. In it, he lays out his view that beauty
is a matter neither of taste nor opinion but rather an
inherent attribute of living things. But Mr. Alexander's
definition of life is hardly the standard one.
"Life is not a limited mechanical concept which applies to
self-reproducing biological machines," he declares in the
introduction (which, like the rest of the volume, appears
to have been only lightly copy-edited). "It is a quality
which inheres in space itself, and applies to every brick,
every stone, every person, every physical structure of any
kind at all, that appears in space. Each thing has life."
He describes 15 "structural features" fundamental
geometries of order - that signal vitality in plants,
animals and objects. If respected by architects and
developers, he argues, these features - which include
"strong centers," "alternating repetition" and "levels of
scale" - would result in a built world that is both
beautiful and alive. To the untrained eye, however, the
concepts are not necessarily intuitive. It may not be
obvious that - to take just a few of the book's hundreds of
examples - the Great Mosque of Kairouan in Tunisia has
"strong centers," while a 1971 Minnesota house by Bruce
Goff does not. Or that a Shaker cabinet radiates "the most
beautiful inner calm," while a pair of carved wood Italian
chairs from the 1920's are "gross and utterly lacking in
inner calm."