Rem Koolhaas | Junkspace (2001)
Because we abhor the utilitarian, we have condemned ourselves to a life-long immersion in arbitrariness… The average contemporary lunch box is a microcosm of junkspace: a fervent semantics of health – slabs of eggplant, topped by thick layers of goat cheese – cancelled by a colossal cookie at the bottom… Polarities have become equatorial, nothing left in between. There is nothing between desolation and turmoil, between beauty and crassness. LAX: welcoming – possibly flesh-eating – orchids at the check-in counter…
‘Identity’ is the new junkfood for the disposessed, globalization’s fodder for the disenfranchized.
If space-junk is the human debris that litters the universe, junk-space is the residue mankind leaves on the planet. The built (more about that later) product of modernization is not modern architecture but junkspace. Junkspace is . . . .
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