Between
Earth and Heaven: The Architecture of John Lautner
Until July 26; The Lighthouse, Glasgow
Have you heard of John Lautner? I must admit I hadnt, until
the international touring exhibition of his work arrived at The Lighthouse.
Lautner was an architect working in Los Angeles from the 1930s to
the 1980s, and perhaps its because he didnt fit the mould
of international modernism, or because his projects were largely private
commissions, that he isnt a household name. But on the evidence
of this exhibition, he should be.
Lautners buildings were wonderful flights of fancy, inspired
by the world around them, and totally different every time. He was
an architectural maverick whose draughtsmanship was sorely lacking,
but whose ideas were unstoppable. Space became fluid in his hands,
insides spilling outside into woods, sea and hills. Walls were done
away with; roofs were like birds wings, only just settling down
to land.
For such a master of light, space and freedom, its quite an
irony that the exhibition is so dark, cramped and claustrophobic.
The contents sketches, plans, models and specially commissioned
silent films by Murray Grigor are first class. But they just
dont fit into their two floors of The Lighthouse. What results
is an unenticing obstacle course, all boxy plinths and corners; a
chronological path through is difficult to find, while your eyes struggle
to focus in the yellow, dusky light.
Lautner made his name with eye-catching designs for roadside cafés
in the 1950s, attracting the disdain of the architectural world. What
became known as the Googie style (after one of these cafés)
was to inspire the 50s diner in Pulp Fiction, with its larger-than
life, poppy feel.
One of Lautners houses was also to feature in the James Bond
classic, Diamonds Are Forever. Built in 1968, the Elrod House was
sunk eight feet down into a rocky outcrop, the natural cliff face
co-existing inside the house with the concrete of its walls and radiating,
circular ceiling.
This connection with the land was central to Lautners work;
where others would bulldoze trees to make way for a house, he would
build the trees into the structure. His greatest masterpiece was built
on the Pacific coast, in Marbrisa, 1973. The moulded, meandering concrete
structure is bounded by a watery channel all around its curving edge,
which links it seamlessly to the sea beyond. This is not a thing to
look at, like so much of 20th century architecture; it is a place
to breathe, and a space to move through.
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Black, Sunday Herald 29.03.09