Why did you choose to practice architecture after the École Centrale?
I believe that learning architecture requires a certain maturity. I admire those people who decide to do it when they are very young. Personally, I like drawing, literature and mathematics just as much. My interest for these fields naturally led me to “math sup” (advanced math studies), and then to the École Centrale in Paris—a somewhat easy option—as I didn’t feel particularly engaged with anything at all, and I enjoyed the abstract manipulations of mathematical concepts immensely. Once at the École Centrale, right from first year, I was more involved with the school newspaper of which I was chief editor, than I was with the benches of the amphitheaters. It was mainly a time of unbridled discovery in Paris, boozy nights where we would set the world to rights, and so, of course, the moment where the question of what we could actually do about things eventually raised its head!
References under influences
This was the very beginning of the eighties, and a book by Alexander and Chermayeff, Community and Privacy, typical of American thinking of the nineteen sixties, that I bought on a whim from the Dunod bookshop in Saint-Germain, caused something to go click: I would become an architect! This analytical thought process that organizes collective and private space in a rational manner to better respond to contemporary uses and ways of life seduced me greatly; I realized afterwards, while studying architecture, that this book was considered as has-been, taboo even; the teaching provided in Belleville tended towards Contextualism or even towards a kind of half-Corbusian, half-Kahnien Formalism. Luckily, before architectural school, during the three years spent at Centrale, I forged my own constellation of personal references, taking books more or less as they came, but at the same time favoring, I now realize, Americans like Christopher Alexander and Kevin Lynch, or even the techno-hippies, like Reyner Banham, whose books (The Architecture of the Well-Tempered Environment, Theory and Design of the First Machine Age, Los Angeles, Four Ecologies, etc.) had a strong influence on me. It was a way of situating architecture in a society where technology and the large city are essential questions: how to organize an “artificial” universe where both man and collective life find their place? That generation of thinkers had a vision that was both prospective and optimistic, sometimes even crazy, a thinking that was open to the world to come, far removed from this formalist and inward looking mess that gripped the teaching of architecture in France in the eighties.
The images that corresponded to this way of seeing the world were those of Archigram, Future Systems, Superstudio, Buckminster Fuller, etc., and of course the first buildings of Foster, Piano and Rogers. It was armed with this pop and techno culture that I stepped over the threshold of the Belleville school, where I learned what it meant to pursue a project without having to discard my self-taught culture that, nevertheless, stood out like a sore thumb in the general atmosphere of the place. I really enjoyed studying architecture, particularly because of the autonomy and freedom that reigned. Obsessed by Brutalist architecture and English high-tech, I chose a factory as the subject of my degree project, a project that was half in the spirit of Alison and Peter Smithson, and half in that of Foster/Rogers. At the time, everyone passed their degree by treating the theme of social housing or minor public infrastructure. An author that I discovered at the school of architecture also had a long lasting impact on me: Manfredo Tafuri. I must have read Architecture and Utopia four or five times! His—Marxist—vision that creates a direct and violent relationship between architecture and the capitalist world, is pessimistic but lucid. This convinced me that architectural creation must situate itself in society as it exists, and that the only valid innovation or creation is one that has an influence on the real. Tafuri highlights the fact that architecture should have a place and a role in the service of the society of production or risk disappearing, or worse still, risk becoming a harmless ornament. I agree with this: it does require a certain level of courage because one must jump into the fray, leave one’s ivory tower in which talented architects indulge themselves, alas!—especially in France! —; an ivory tower that is also a gilded cage… Those formative years, divided between a scientific universe and a more speculative one, were of course, decisive.