Old South – New South
Atlanta, GAThere’s a synthetic that fills Atlanta. Things are often not what they appear. Humble exteriors often cloak grand interiors.
What I have always admired is how Atlanta’s makers get the most out of the material they have. Sometimes it comes off as pastiche. Sometimes hubris. Sometimes folly. It can feel like things are made on a dare.
I moved to Atlanta in July of 1995. I inherited my first apartment in a building called the Darlington. I hated living there. I felt nothing new when I revisited it; maybe disliked it even more.
Built in the 1950s, the Darlington was a vision of the American Dream. Efficient living, amenities on-site, and premium finishes in a prosperous neighborhood. It’s surroundings have stayed the same, but the Darlington remains in this past while the newest versions of housing utopia blooming all around it. The daring that inspired this building has sadly left.
After 6 months I moved to an undiscovered loft district downtown. It seemed forgotten, and was thrilling for it’s remoteness in the middle of a major city. What it lacked in location, it made up for with 14’ ceilings, floor-to-ceiling windows, and perfect natural light. Revisiting this place made me just as happy as living there, even after all these years. It continues to age well despite the new gated access to the parking lot and entrance.
This building had many purposes, but was primarily used to manufacture and store pillows. After the down was removed, industrious artists saw an opportunity to live and work in it. This structure is potential itself and continues to evolve just like the neighborhood around it.
Atlanta coexists in both history and future. It makes the most of what it is given.