It would be easy to get the impression from what I've had to say about certain trends in modern music and art that I'm one of those hidebound reactionaries who can't wrap his head around anything that came along after 1900, but that really isn't the case, especially where architecture is concerned. I've long held to the theory that good art is a product of the tension between the restrictions of a form or medium and the creativity of the artist, and architecture, by the sheer necessity of having to cater for practical concerns like livability and so forth, is less liable to go off the rails in the manner exemplified by much of modern experimental music and performance art; in the hands of capable architects, the products of new thinking can often be stunning - and by "stunning" I mean the term in a positive, aesthetically pleasing sense, rather than as a euphemism for "jaw-droppingly awful."
The reason I say all of the above is that Frank McGahon's nearing completion of his own self-designed private residence, for which he's put up some pictures for us all to see. I think you'll agree that the place is looking very nice indeed, which is both a testament to his skill and an illustration of the assertion that "modernism" needn't mean "ugly", at least in the world of architecture. Now, if only this lesson would filter down into the world of "high" art, so we could be rid of the endless gimmickry and childish provocations celebrated by Charles Saatchi and the Turner Prize ...
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