The NYT has an article about Arcosanti.
It's strangely elating and depressing at the same time.Soleri is getting desperately old, and I am not sure if his idea of the acrology will die with him, but it's probably the last piece of we-can-do-it 50s spirit left in the world.
All these contradictions:
- A new world without ethernet
- The future of architecture, financed by handmade gongs and tschotchkes
- Architects and hippies--the fundraiser the night I spent there was some Indian (as the continent, not the surrounding native American tribes) flute player
- Visions about a city for 100 millions with the organizational skill of a NPR bake sale
- An old, old person talking to people in their 20s and 30s about the future of human habitation
Actually, it's very potent memory. Go if you can, if not, watch Logan's Run, Arcosanti is like that--without the sky trains and the Sandmen.
On the other hand, it'll never be finished....and I am not sure if it's a noble failure, or just a monument to stubbornness and refusal to adapt to a changing world.
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