My Architect: A Son's Journey Page #3
- Year:
- 2003
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The office at 1501 Walnut Street
was the last place I saw my father.
My mother would bring me here sometimes
after hours and on weekends.
Lou would lean out the top floor window
and toss down a key wrapped in
yellow tracing paper, to let us in.
When I went to high school,
I had a teacher in the arts
who was head of the
department, Central High:
William Gray.
And he gave a course in architecture,
the only course... in any
high school, I'm sure...
in Greek, Roman, Renaissance, Egyptian,
and Gothic architecture.
And at that point, two of
my colleagues and myself
realized that only
architecture would be my life.
How accidental our
existences are, really,
and how full of
influence by circumstance.
Here at the University of Pennsylvania,
one of the world's great architects,
Professor Louis Kahn,
teaches and creates.
This is his Richards
Medical Research Building,
called by the Museum of
Modern Art in New York City
probably the single most
consequential building
constructed in the United
It is principled, vigorous,
fundamental, and exhilarating.
This building is Kahn's
greatest achievement.
People come by all the
time with their cameras
taking pictures of this
awesome architectural wonder,
and we just sit upstairs in
because it's not a good place to work.
I don't feel comfortable
in my room, in my lab.
The temperature is not constant.
- The temperature is not constant?
- Yeah.
I don't like that birds
fly into the windows
and get killed.
It's not a pretty building.
You know what I mean?
It doesn't have a good-looking
architectural to it. You know what I mean?
It needs face, something
different... Maybe paint the pillars
building or something. You know,
I mean, something to
give it a little pizzazz
instead of, like I said,
look like a bomb shelter.
This was Lou's only major
building in Philadelphia,
and I wanted to like it.
But I had to agree it
was kind of disappointing.
Around this time, an article appeared
in the Philadelphia
Inquirer about my search.
wanted to hug my father's buildings,
which was very embarrassing,
I got several letters,
including one from a relative
of Lou's who was a rabbi.
He said that he'd officiated
at Lou Kahn's funeral
and Lou Kahn didn't have a son.
Hello?
- Is this Rabbi Kramer?
- Yes.
Yeah, hi. This is
Nathaniel Kahn calling.
God in heavens, the whole
world opened up, my friend.
What are you talking about?
I mean, gosh, I've been
raising hell with the Inquirer.
I said, "Find that man."
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