alexandra road

mass. repetitious. crescent like form makes it endless, impossible to see one end from another
terraces, in section, do accumulate into just another one in a row when you replicate it continuously. the multitude becomes an object in its own scale. '-where do you live? -there, in the estate.'

although life can go through the paths, vehicles separated from pedestrians, the city life is left out side. why should anyone wonder in it if there's nothing to do other than entering or leaving one of the flats?
does it create a sense of identity? is there a common feeling of belonging to a community in this unity?

cameras in the public realm are the privilege of the rich and the misfortune of the poor.

is high density living better than suburban spread?
alexandra road project is like a pier, a disappointed bridge as stephen dedalus put it (Ulysses, Joyce)
this sad place between elsewhere and home.
where
by whom
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http://disappointedbridge.blogspot.com/