the dark side of lawns

I was thumb­ing through The Amer­i­can Lawn, edited by Georges Teyssot, a col­lec­tion of thoughts on the phe­nom­e­non of Amer­i­can lawns by eight con­trib­u­tors. It’s a wide rang­ing col­lec­tion of essays look­ing at the place of lawns in Amer­i­can cul­ture since colo­nial days. One of the pieces, “The Elec­tric Lawn” by Mark Wigley, has a cou­ple of quotes that inter­ested me in my cur­rent dis­en­chant­ment with all things turf-related.

On lawns and power relationships:

While ren­der­ings for clients may show the lawn, and man­u­als of draw­ing tech­nique may describe the ways in which it can be rep­re­sented, the draw­ings with which archi­tects com­mu­ni­cate to them­selves and other archi­tects leave the lawn out. It is assumed that wher­ever there is noth­ing spec­i­fied in the draw­ing there is grass. The lawn is treated like the paper on which the projects are drawn, a tab­ula rasa with­out any inher­ent inter­est, a back­ground that merely clears the way for the main event. Yet the lawn is always pre­cisely con­trolled, whether by the archi­tect or land­scape designer. Lawns are all about con­trol. The green frame is far from neu­tral or inno­cent. What is left out of the pic­ture often rules the picture.

And a look at 50s green-lawned utopia gone bad:

The deadly lawn­mower is the star of the dark side of sub­ur­ban life. Take Stephen King, the high priest of sub­ur­ban gothic. In his 1985 film Max­i­mum Over­drive, a pass­ing alien space­ship causes all the machines on the planet to turn against their operators–insulting, taunt­ing, tor­tur­ing, and then killing. A young boy rides his bicy­cle down the mid­dle of a generic sub­ur­ban street. Lawns pass by on either side. The only sign of trou­ble is that the auto­matic sprin­klers uncan­nily respond to his presence…A blood-stained lawn­mower lurks behind a tree, idling, wait­ing. When the boy finally stops, it roars to life and chases him down the street…

Well, I didn’t see that movie, and Leonard Maltin rates it a bomb: “Stu­pid and bor­ing.” Maybe a cou­ple of inter­est­ing takes on sub­ur­bia, but noth­ing for the Net­flix queue…

April 28 2008 07:23 pm | Categories: gardeninglandscape designquotes | Tags:

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