by Sunena V MajuAug 18, 2022
Looking at an urban settlement - a machine, far from well-oiled, but functioning near entropically - as a conglomeration of both the built and unbuilt, is a rather interesting viewpoint and lens to study it. However, a mention of the 'unbuilt' would often draw the notion of 'spaces' that aren’t formally constructed, or lack an elevation, an extrusion. 'Unbuilt', in this context, would rarely come to mean something that indeed existed within those parameters, those qualities, but only in an imagination. Something that never quite saw the light of day, but bore the aspirations of a better city or place within it. That imagination may have probably manifested in visuals, texts, or even just the musings or ramblings of an average Joe going about the city on a sunny afternoon, but it is that imagination that forms an intrinsic part of what keeps the city running. The 'unbuilt' - the architectural equivalent of hope and the untapped potential of a city in built terms - is what may be called the fuel to this city-machine. In a city as dynamic, tumultuous, fervent, festive, and perhaps as feeble as Mumbai, packed with layers of history in a sensitive ecosystem, this discussion finds a special context. Even as the amount of new constructions in the city, the rubble on the ground, and the debris in the air reach a choking high, it is only fitting that the city of dreams continues to dream itself anew every once in a while. That urban aspiration, even if spread across multiple levels of desire - personal, familial, governmental, social, and even political - is what is at the heart of Bombay Imagined.
To me, the work's special and even remotely universal resonance lies in the very rickety equilibrium it proposes between the built and the unbuilt, the realised and the (only) imagined, for what is now built was also imagined at one point. Like the yin and yang, the two continually feed into each other, bound in a cause-and-effect relationship, like manifestation and aspiration, forming the very pulse of the city. Through Bombay Imagined, what the author Robert Stephens himself terms as "an illustrated history of the Unbuilt City" is brought alive through 200 unrealised projects packing decades worth of the city's temporal existence along with its jaded patinas and edifices. The unbuilt city - a Bombay that could have been - impinges upon what exists, actively shaping that sphere. This impinging character of unrealised works, bearing unique markers of a prevalent architectural character and socio-economic conditions of the city during the time they were proposed - and thus equally unique ramifications on the city of the time - is what formed the basis of my conversation on the book with Stephens, also a principal at RMA Architects, and founder of Urbs Indis.
Apart from the philosophical musings (that often don't sit well with the grime of the proverbial urban condition in most Indian cities) which the book brings along: that of the parts making the whole, of the incomplete being a part of the complete, and of the non-existent but wished for influencing the extant, the book serves to be many things at the same time, perhaps specific to the reader. It is at once a look on the nature (and if at all, power) of architectural visualisations, a critique on the nature of building proposals, the bureaucracy that more often than not stands in the way of the realisation of these visions, and possibly on the very architectural notion of utopia-building and problem-solving.
The 200 proposals thus include a measured diversity in projects, from residential to recreational, infrastructure, public, institutional, and even sanitation and defence. This, superimposed with a map of the Bombay of the time comes to be a thing of true beauty, as one discovers the variance in not just typologies, but also in scale, scope, form, geographical location, and a certain level of ‘completeness’ before the doors finally closed on the project. As is the nature of architectural proposals, unsurprisingly, the book is full of projects that never took off of the drawing board, many that were stopped in the tracks owing to budget or sanction issues, and some that were just ill-fated. It is, in many ways, an antithesis of any book that takes one through the built history of Bombay - a truly romantical product and a passion project by Stephens - but just as potent. The victory here is that as a reader, one carries the lament of a truly transcendent vision, unfulfilled, and the urgency and desire associated with visions one might simply term ludicrous, to the next page.
The narrative of the book, presented in byte-sized text blocks beside visualisations giving form to these ideas, straightforwardly presents salient features, archival descriptions, and why they finally fell apart, apart from an anecdotal quote or two on the visions that were, and the entirely transformational character they embodied. This is, notably so, without injecting any personal opinion from the author, who approached this with the heft of a massive ongoing research project, a version of which manifested itself over seven long years. However, this does not necessarily equate to the writing being removed or just entirely factual. The author's own aspirations from Bombay - something as simple as those shared by millions of working professionals in the city - of being able to commute with safety and ease, are well reflected in the curation of these projects and his fascination with these supposed solutions. Part academic enquiry, and part wish seeking fulfillment, Stephens' narrative, both visual and textual, seems a testament to and reflection of the love-hate relationship most residents have with the sticks-and-stones city, and the equally Herculean and Sisyphian tasks, as Stephens mentions in the introduction to the book, that it must undertake for its revamping and renewal. An interesting analogy that, stating the obvious resistance any cog in the machinery that is Bombay would face. The task at hand, at once massive and mythical.
When I spoke of the universality of the book earlier, I extended the weight of most of these unfulfilled visions, and urban aspirations, to my own city: Delhi. As is the case with the two most vibrant albeit somewhat romanticised metropolis in India, such tales of the “unbuilt city” and the weight of an urban renewal forever in the works form part of any major city’s urban character anywhere around the world. However, even within that compendium, a work such as Bombay Imagined would emerge as entirely unique and special - two adjectives that fit like a glove for the city in question too. The city’s very unique spatial and infrastructural predicament, its intrinsic relationship with water, and layers of conflicted history help ground the book contextually despite its universal musings. This could also be partly attributed to its urban problems often being seen with the rose tinted lenses of cinema and outsider accounts. The rains and the choking mayhem they bring, the dilapidated chawls, the soaring skyscrapers contrasted against the tin sheds of Dharavi, and its vast shoreline are all part of the city’s lore now, inseparable as an urban identity smouldered onto the city, no matter how problematic. Case in point, around a third of the book’s proposals fall under the sanitation category, poised to solve the city’s chronic drainage problem - a testament to the scale of the problem and the time for which it has persisted. And yet still, Bombay is forced to a pit stop and floats every year. Somehow, the failure and the dismay just seem all the more profound in the case of Bombay, simply because this is a city that cannot, would not pause. And that is the magnified relevance of a Bombay imagined but not fulfilled.
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