The first thing that made me feel interested is the rubbish put in front of a building just at the entrance of the construction site. I regard the litter as the end of the metabolism meanwhile considering the working site to be a living person. The observation of the rubbish’s change is another way of recording the change of the site itself. Therefore, the rubbish is the evidence of the renewal.
Eventually, I find out that the rubbish is not generated from the work site but the building in the photographs. I could hardly figure out that the building is just updating because there isn’t any indication from the elevation which cheats me. Nevertheless, the metabolism of the building is still in progress.
The Contrast
No matter who come to the site will easily sense that the atmosphere of Regent Street and Glasshouse Street (including Air Street, Brewer Street) is totally different – the former is always cordial while the later is nearly desolate which is implied by the photographs. The famous Piccadilly attracts tourists who are addicted to shopping on their visit to
Clue (landmark)
As I am wandering around the site in large field, I find the site could be easily recognized by the erect cranes. The construction makes the cranes act as the provisional landmark. But how long does eternity means. A skyscraper has to retire after serving for two hundred years at most. The real symbol of the land has nothing to do with the height of the landmark. I haven't picked out what it really concerns yet.
Mix (big too generic, too everything, too open)
The illusions of the space-combination are showed by these photos taken along the roads which are regarded as the boundaries of the site. The scaffolds seem to be based on the bar counter, the face of the old man eating donut is in the colour of the fluorescent green safety suit which makes him looks like a joker. You can even see three separated places which are divided by the crossing roads in one empty room. What fascinates me is the natural combination of the two opposite spaces through the reflection of the windows and the combination finally draws out a new elevation in flux.
HOWEVER, THEY’VE ALREADY BEEN THERE. WHERE IS ME?