Stirling Prize

Oliver Wainwright’s Grauniad article on the Stirling Prize was spot on.

I shouldn’t like to be awarded the Stirling Prize, for I spent far too much time in the Stirling building that is Cambridge University’s History Faculty.  Here it is in its full horror.
The building is unimaginative, inefficient and unfit for purpose.  The library certainly has a lot of natural light, but it’s also boiling in the summer and freezing in the winter, and rather like being in a prison, overlooked by the gallery-corridors of each floor.  The heating bills must be enormous, but not much heat gets to the inhabitants.

The Stirling Prize rather sums up modern architecture:  clever dicks masturbating while other people have to deal with their egotistical white elephants.


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