庭園都市研究所に遊びに
学生時代からお世話になっている児島学敏先生の事務所に遊びに行った。
銀座のソニービルからシーガイアなど大きなものを手がけられてきた方。
建築というよりは、むしろ建築と人との関わり方についてお話伺いました。
面白かった。何が面白かったかって「モノとモノの関係性」についてを深く研究されていたこと。
あと「時間軸」の概念。
見方の中でよく忘れがちなのは時間軸だと思った。
その時間というのはひとを中心とした時間軸。
また、日本の建築には遠景・中景・近景のうち、中景がないこと。
詳細はnobiさんのエントリにて。
自分的に引っかかったワードでポイント的に書くとこんな感じ。
ちょっとバイアスかかってるかも。
▼関係性
＞人と空間の関係性を考える必要性あり。中景。
＞緑化運動というとすぐ木を植えるが、木は植えたら植えっぱなし。
しかし花を植えると世話が必要だから自然と家や居住空間周りを
手入れするようになる。
▼時間軸
＞人の記憶は20年
＞日本特有の木造建築なんか技を受け継ぐには建築が建てられて
から使われて壊すまでのスパンと人の記憶のスパンを同じに
しないと技が受け継がれない
＞その土地でとれる素材の耐久性
▼都市機能の分散
＞外へ向かう、個々の家の中で完結すると中に閉じこもってしまう
＞マンションとコンビニの相関関係
＞自分の居場所を外にも延長することが欧米ではうまい
▼建築家のやるべき領域
＞アートではなくデザイン
＞空間作りは居住する当人がおこなうこと、決めすぎてしまってもNG
＞エクステリアを含めた場とプレゼン企画書ではなかなかクライアントに
響きにくい２次元でない３次元の構造の部分が重要
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おー錦帯橋。さすがいしたにさん。
昨年復元後のもの見に行きましたが、木の触感が心地よかったかも。
投稿： マッキー | 2005/02/27 17:06
あと、伊勢神宮です。
あと、出雲と伊勢というのは実は対立文化なんです。
投稿： いしたにまさき | 2005/02/27 08:23
山口県の錦帯橋橋ですよ。
投稿： いしたにまさき | 2005/02/27 08:21
うーん・・・出雲大社だったか、伊勢神宮だったか。。。35年のほうは忘れてしまった＞＜
すんません。。。
投稿： マッキー | 2005/02/27 00:59
そうそう、僕もその20年の話書きたかったのに
記憶力がダメで、それどこの話でしたっけ？
あと〜〜は35年にしたので、先代がなくなり、ノウハウがなくって困っている。やっぱり20年くらいがちょうどいいんだ、という話
投稿： nobi | 2005/02/27 00:53