Anyway, I got a call today from a builder who was interested in concrete that looked like wood. Not such a bad idea at first blush for a theme park, a porch in the flood plane, or some other such situation where the look and texture of wood was desirable despite intense food traffic or submersion. However this was a countertop job.
"Why not just make it out of wood?" I asked. He didn't rightly know. Point is, there is something in most of us that is attracted to gimmicks like a largemouth bass to a spinner bait. Sure, no fish looks like that, but the bass tries to eat it anyhow.
I thought about the project out loud with the builder and told him that if his owner really had her heart set on something really unique that looked like wood, he ought to work with Thom Hunt from bigbamboostudios.net and have him make something out of zoopoxy (an epoxy often used for fake trees and what-not in theme parks and zoos).
After I got off the phone I started thinking about where was an appropriate place for fake wood. Disney World made sense, as the fakeness of the whole deal is part of the fun, I think. The more I thought about it, the firmer I became in my conviction. John Ruskin was right:
When we build, let us think that we build forever.
Let it not be for present delight nor for present use alone.
Let it be such work as our descendants will thank us for;
and let us think, as we lay stone on stone,
that a time is to come when those stones will be held
sacred because our hands have touched them,
and that men will say, as they look upon
the labor and wrought substance of them,
“See! This our father did for us.”
Let it not be for present delight nor for present use alone.
Let it be such work as our descendants will thank us for;
and let us think, as we lay stone on stone,
that a time is to come when those stones will be held
sacred because our hands have touched them,
and that men will say, as they look upon
the labor and wrought substance of them,
“See! This our father did for us.”
—John Ruskin
Timeless design need not be something unique to projects with heavy involvement by an architect. We all know deep down when things are wack. A worn out wooden walkway works just fine, and is frankly more charming than a perfectly sealed faux wood concrete piece. Now that I look back on it, that is the essence of why I love concrete flooring. It's honest. It's exposed. It's imperfect. Human bodies worked it as hard and as skillfully as they could at some point (maybe many points). Like our bodies (though hopefully not our hearts), it get's harder and cracks. It never goes out of style, and it never wears out. In the last analysis, honesty is timeless; timelessness is honest and everything else falls short.
