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<strong>Vertical</strong> <strong>Project</strong> 2016/2017<br />
A <strong>Project</strong> by<br />
Camille Trinidad<br />
Gemma Thompson<br />
Claire Dimond<br />
Mamta Patel<br />
Josh Heath<br />
Adri<strong>an</strong>o Da Silva<br />
H<strong>an</strong>a Zherka<br />
Waterloo<br />
<strong>Constructing</strong> <strong>an</strong> archive<br />
School of Architecture <strong>an</strong>d L<strong>an</strong>dscape<br />
Kingston University London
<strong>Constructing</strong> <strong>an</strong> archive<br />
The school’s running theme for the second<br />
year was dwelling into the periphery. This<br />
time, we were asked to choose a specific<br />
point in which we need to describe our journey<br />
in at least 10 different representations.<br />
In addition to that, we were to produce a<br />
lumiere video that describes the chosen site.<br />
Until when do we consider a specific point<br />
a part of a journey? Do we determine it via<br />
zoning <strong>an</strong>d fares? Do we decide according<br />
to the existing physical enclosure or do we<br />
define it according to the people’s use of<br />
space? We are commuters <strong>an</strong>d one large<br />
part of our academic experience is travelling<br />
to <strong>an</strong>d from the campus. Whether it is<br />
short or long dist<strong>an</strong>ce, <strong>an</strong> hour <strong>an</strong>d a half<br />
train journey or a minute walk, the final<br />
location is all the same. But how about our<br />
own individual periphery?<br />
We agreed on a single site that we find quite<br />
import<strong>an</strong>t when traveling to Kingston coming<br />
from central London. Waterloo is <strong>an</strong><br />
obvious pick so we decided to choose something<br />
in context <strong>an</strong>d concluded to study 1<br />
Charlie Chaplin Walk.<br />
The site is <strong>an</strong> underground circular walkway<br />
below the vehicular roundabout that connects<br />
Waterloo road, Waterloo bridge <strong>an</strong>d<br />
A3200. It has several entr<strong>an</strong>ces <strong>an</strong>d tunnels<br />
accessible to pedestri<strong>an</strong>s, cyclists <strong>an</strong>d waste<br />
trucks. In this project, we w<strong>an</strong>ted to define<br />
the word periphery in both t<strong>an</strong>gible <strong>an</strong>d int<strong>an</strong>gible<br />
aspects of architecture. We like the<br />
idea of the walkway as a busy public space.<br />
In this case, it was the opposite.<br />
The site seemed calm when compared to<br />
its context, as if it was designed to act as a<br />
break from all the things happening above<br />
it which contradicts its function to connect<br />
spaces. The juxtaposition between above<br />
<strong>an</strong>d below was very eminent. There was a<br />
quick ch<strong>an</strong>ge in atmosphere coming from<br />
a busy Waterloo station packed with commuters<br />
to the quiet underground tunnels<br />
that lead to the site.<br />
From there, we individually interpreted<br />
our journey to this site using photographs,<br />
models, sketches, poetry, diagrams, rubbings,<br />
mass study <strong>an</strong>d videography creating<br />
a small archive that describes our int<strong>an</strong>gible<br />
<strong>an</strong>d t<strong>an</strong>gible experiences.<br />
Lumiere videos<br />
https://vimeo.com/184979875<br />
https://vimeo.com/184982433<br />
https://vimeo.com/184985514
SUBVERSIVE<br />
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CROSSCUT<br />
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GRAZED<br />
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MASSED<br />
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UNDERNEATH<br />
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RISING<br />
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BELOW<br />
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SHELTER<br />
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FURROW<br />
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UNDERGROUND<br />
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TUNNELING<br />
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SECRETIVE<br />
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The train reveals to me<br />
its own peripheries,<br />
lining the edge of the steel tracks.<br />
Bl<strong>an</strong>k walls face me, shy windows look away.<br />
Purposeless brick structures are now isolated<br />
from their long lost neighbours.<br />
I am rushed past brown <strong>an</strong>d grey, iron <strong>an</strong>d concrete<br />
<strong>an</strong>d now I see <strong>an</strong> empty bike rack at a platform;<br />
surely this must be the periphery?<br />
Nature is slowly invading the edges <strong>an</strong>d forgotten spaces,<br />
draping harsh metal fences with bl<strong>an</strong>kets of leaves;<br />
the lush edges soothe my eyes.<br />
An inviting track sweeps off<br />
out of sight, framed with green.<br />
I wish I could see its end.<br />
Further along sheds <strong>an</strong>d gates make their own city,<br />
scaffolding reaches up like spires,<br />
as we glide into the station past spokes in the sky.<br />
The vast hall of the station is full<br />
of moving faces never to be seen again;<br />
I leave them <strong>an</strong>d descend to the street.<br />
Now under it, where the haunting beats<br />
of a busker resonate.<br />
I c<strong>an</strong>’t help but walk in time.<br />
The tunnel would darken but for eerie neon.<br />
Then daylight is revealed, as sirens cry above me,<br />
real life almost in sight yet out of reach.<br />
REVELATION<br />
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