Always one of my least favourite parts of London, the concrete maze that is the Barbican has had me dazed and confused on many a visit. Now this iconic connurbation has begun to display some allure, to my architect’s eye at least, beginning here with the sweep of the Crescent House estate and its faux Tudor and Georgian elements, reworked in concrete and metal (and a HDR effect for emphasis of line).
The Barbican may be a fifties experiment in social development but its roots lie with the Romans who walled the city here and gave us its name – watchtower. Now I understand what Dylan was singing about:
“There must be some way out of here,” said the joker to the thief,
“There’s too much confusion, I can’t get no relief”.
All along the watchtower
Grade II listed Crescent House