I recently took the Berlin-Warszawa-Express and made my first visit to
Warsaw.
As soon as you leave
Berlin’s Hauptbahnhof you are already in Poland: freshly cooked pierogies are immediately
available in the restaurant car. The crowded
car necessitated a nicely Hitchcockian juxtaposition of strangers: behind me I
could hear an urgent discussion about the political situation in Belarus.
My hosts were mainly
architects and urbanists who explained to me how post-socialist Warsaw has been
characterized by a construction frenzy, especially on the urban fringe, so
that the grey vistas of state socialism now jostle alongside a kind of
neo-Disney palette of pink and orange. The
sense of a postmodernist hangover is perhaps most directly evoked by Daniel’s
Libeskind’s Złota 44—an immense edifice of luxury
condominiums plonked right in the middle of the city.
One of the most characteristic features of
Warsaw is the use of almost every available space for advertising: above all,
during my visit, the ubiquitous presence of the actor Kevin Spacey to promote a
mobile phone network. Spacey seemed to
peer at you from all angles as if he formed part of some ill-defined political
campaign. The powerful effect of an urban landscape dominated by billboards
is reminiscent of the geographer Anton Wagner’s encounter with Los Angeles in
the early 1930s. Wagner was fascinated
by the garish landscapes produced by weak or uncertain planning regulations: a
topography in which real spaces were hidden by a proliferation of imaginary
ones.
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