There is a period in Polish history, which absurdity was more burdensome than funny, people trained their patience standing in lines and skillfully minimized their needs convincing themselves that it actually not that bad, but probably only not to go insane. Ubiquitous mediocrity made all designing and building processes much harder, cleverness was a basic requirement of an architect. How to do SOMETHING out of nothing, continual cooking „soup nothing” (polish name of sweet soup on milk with sugar and vanilla), which wanted to be similar to modern ones and even okay to eat. And what? They managed to do it.
„Ten sam typ myślenia, który w literaturze produkuje źle skomponowane powieści i nudne sztuki, w architekturze powoduje rany widoczne nawet z kosmosu. Zła architektura jest zamrożoną pomyłką zapisaną dużymi literami.” (Same type of thinking which in literature produces badly written novels and boring plays, in architecture causes wounds seen from the Universe. Bad architecture is a frozen mistake written with capital letters.)
„Pejzaż jest tu zwykle boleśnie monotonny. Nie jest spektakularny, ulepiony został z ciężkiej ziemi i obniesionego chmurami nieba. I jeszcze te wierzby, co płaczą. Taka sceneria daje złudną nadzieję, że nad krajobrazem można jakoś zapanować. (…) Bo skoro historia tyle razy nie pozostawiała nam wątpliwości jak bardzo jesteśmy nieistotni, to może chociaż litościwy, nienachalny pejzaż nam na to pozwoli. Staramy się więc krzyczeć, nic innego nam nie zostało.” („Landscape is in here painfully monotonous. It isn’t spectacular, was made out of a heavy ground and a sky covered by clouds. And these willows which weep. Such a scenery gives us an illusive hope that we are able to control the landscape. (…) That’s because the history convinced us many times that we are unimportant so maybe merciful, unintrusive environment would allow us to do it. We are screaming, there is nothing more left.”) F. Springer
„Czy wschód słońca jest logiczny? Jest naturalny, a to lepsze.” („Is sunrise logical? It is natural and it’s better.”) F.L. Wright
„Form follows function”, „less is more” and other worn-out slogans for XXI century man, who knows perfectly that white is good, but a little bit boring, that’s why he paints his blocky house using peach paint, 100 years ago were a breakthrough. It is probably much more difficult to imagine than knights on their horses and princess locked in a tower, but, especially during the turn of the XIX and XX centuries in United States, people lived in neo-neoclassicist and neo-neogothic shacks. The man who made them stop it was the impious heretic.
„All problems can never be solved” P. Rudolph
People from First World countries love limitations. Following diets, constricting by minimalism and white walls. „A lot” means kitsch, unpleasant memory of cumulating useless stuff and a shining banner: „I can’t control myself”. We want to have little white houses and good simple life. I also want it, but hasn’t the modernism messed with our minds?