Share with us what we don’t know so that we can share with you what you don’t know. Architects, policy makers, manufacturers, clients, governments, families, cost managers, lawyers – none of us stand alone. Environmental policy does not stand alone. Every business which is surviving must make a profit so we all have a corporate face, but the human face has all the answers you need. Technologists and specialists who are often viewed as ‘Salesmen’ like to view from all platforms then go back to their specialism to ensure their product relates with today and tomorrow with more simplicity than it did yesterday. We are all victims of mail shots and media dumps – a cold way to fuel the masses with the next best thing – so it’s understandable that access has to be limited. If this was replaced by a modern lift where only some of the upper levels had a key then we would lose sight of the broader picture and maybe even lose the opportunity to see something exciting and new which could have changed our world.
It takes years of skill-base – of feeding and sharing knowledge between professionals up and down the levels on that Paternoster lift which allows passengers to view the vista before them and jump on and off at any level. That is why on every level there are experts who DO know what we don’t, which is why everything is where you need it so much so that you just use it – and when it isn’t… Well there’s an answer looking for a question! It is at this point important to realise that we don't know what we don't know. Zoom in by another level of detail down and we’re onto interiors where there are those dedicated to the thought and others to the action of human traffic as it shuffles around the workplace, the shopping centre and school leaving swathes of data in their wake - like the snagged loo roll trailing from a waistband – algorithms waiting to happen.Īs we head down this fractal path – we can step off the Paternoster at any level of the journey and have the privileged opportunity to open our minds to a level of detail which is not ours to be the expert of – to bare witness to a layer of tessellations of design to which the eye recognises as being perfect in its surroundings without having the knowledge and skill to know why. While one team of specialists sit above the canopy of our forest of stone and radio waves designing and planning our town, we can zoom in to see the next ‘Level of Detail’ down where there are teams creating the buildings and others the infrastructure. There is no place in their world for Value Engineering as they have already designed to suit the minimum needs of your client and your client’s client. These people dedicate their lives, literally, to understanding the exact needs of human beings both singularly and en-masse, looking after their own particular specialism. I refer to those who live and work where the small stuff happens – where detail is created. We would all do well to remember that behind the curtain of this fantastic Emerald City we live in, there are dedicated teams of real human beings threatened by extinction if their skills are not utilised and kept alive. Walking through our lonely lives we’re met by Holograph-Girl at an escalator or entrance - whose single task is to politely remind you to do some inane function which you were already doing better before she interrupted you to say “Hello! Please step on!” “Please blink!” or some other triviality.
We sit with square-eyes - our ambidextrous opposable thumbs controlling Facebook and FaceTime and with a ‘selfie’ stick glued to our puppet hand giving constant evidence of our position in the real world surrounded by friends – just in case the social police do a count on friends and likes! We communicate and gesticulate with our invisible friends with our buds jammed into our lugs. We socialise with faceless self-service tills and digital tannoy voices. As we drudge through a world where the natural balance of life is see-sawing off between heaven and hell I am sensing the virtual world creeping in around us.
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