The Exotic in Normal

Perhaps because I was born in the era when many were being built, I never cared much for Memphis' modernist buildings. They were the normal, while the strange were the older, traditionalist buildings I might see in my rare trips downtown and less rare trips to midtown.

But time has subverted and replaced the norm, and I've come to love what I can see now as the historical exoticism in buildings that looked so boring to me as a kid.

Like the Normal Masonic Lodge.

A simple modernist building overall, it has a nice horizontal tile-inlayed plane on its second floor, horizontal concrete borders around its windows, a concrete Masonic icon and most interestingly, these short and stout columns

which remind me of Botero. It's like the builders were afraid to give up traditionalism and settled on these as a lifeline. A hesitant traditional touch that is weirder than anything modern they could have added.

Unfortunately, while I appreciate how its landscaping evokes the building's era in its rigid untouched normalcy, it also taints the building's exoticism.

While architectural styles have changed much, suburban-style berm and bush landscaping style hasn't. We risk overlooking the special in the building due to the sameness of the lawn.

And it is a risk, because the coming westward expansion of the University of Memphis will threaten even special buildings. A building mistakenly branded as insignificant by a berm doesn't stand a chance.

Organic Art with Crape Myrtles

Walking through Cooper-Young last Saturday, I noticed that these 2 crape myrtles


each had hollow bases.

As you can see and I discovered, each "tree" is actually multiple myrtles planted around the stump of a departed tree (not a crape myrtle). They were then wound together so that they would grow together, leaving the hollow base above the stump, and below the wound "tree".


Pretty cool, if you ask me.

I love the result, and I love the creative possibilities.

Bonus link: strange green art.

The Natural Distinctiveness of Memphis Yards

I like the inconsistently-mowed, over-grown, under-manicured and beautiful yards of Memphis. I like them cultivated, and I like them forgotten. Yards where the trees and vines and shrubs and flowers grow, grow, grow. Places with less unsustainable mowing and more natural curation.

A thought brought to me by the natural background of the film Third Ward TX,and its contrast with Houston's diabolic hyper-mowed freeways and overdeveloped developments.

Like Houston, the humidity coming off the Gulf of Mexico turbo-charges the natural of Memphis. When we stop treating the stuff growing outside as a problem, or an enemy, chopping and mowing and paving it into boring placelessness, we'll find ourselves living in a galaxy-class landscape, like the beautiful setting of Third Ward, TX.

Update: To possibly illuminate the aesthetic, here are some more photos.