I like the power station. But I am incensed that it has been decaying for decades,and it would likely cost taxpayers hundreds of millions of dollars just to make it habitable.
My demolition comment was a throwaway line because I like stirring the pot when it comes to Sydney's architecture. We don't give it the passionate debate it deserves.
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As the Planning Minister observed at the weekend,I'm no architect. But I am an inhabitant of our stunning city,and like millions of other architecturally unenlightened residents,I care about what it looks like. The fact a building might photograph nicely at dusk – and thrill a coterie of architectural sophisticates with its bold articulation of the revolutionary maxims of Fifth-Wave-Neo-Post-Structuralist design theory – doesn't count for much if it's an eyesore.
Once such a monstrosity is built,it never goes away,because there's always some dedicated fan club to proclaim its heritage value and demand its eternal preservation in our nation's ever-expanding architectural pantheon of cinder blocks.
So in the interests of stirring the pot a bit more – and with tongue firmly planted in cheek – I have compiled a whole list of buildings that no one should let me near with a wrecking ball. Many are scars from the architectural establishment's obsession with utilitarianism,wherein form follows function,and creativity is all about what shocks,jags and juxtaposes.