BK Report
MISSING URBANISTS Words Federico Ruiz
What do we, the urbanists of BK, miss from our hometowns? Do those absences, mediated by the exodus that has brought us to Deft, inform our work? After asking some questions to my first-year colleagues at the MSc in Urbanism, it was soon evident how, after the necessary and much deserved mention of food and friends, a whole variety of nostalgias and memories unfolded. The following is a brief overview of them, and the role they play in what we do.
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Baokun Wei is an eloquent Chinese student of Urbanism. He has the tendency of working really close to the screen of his laptop and the reputation of being an excellent table tennis player. When I ask him about his hometown, Suzhou, and what he misses about it, he decides to focus on karaoke. A strange choice with an unexpected explanation: “Normally, Chinese people do not like to express themselves. But we also have the space to show [our individual] characteristics in a private space, like home or a limited [space]. Because, you know, karaoke kind of limits space: there is a small room with few people that you are really familiar with. So that’s the environment that Chinese people prefer.” With already much to process in my head, Baokun, together with his colleague Zichuan Lu, explained to me how this phenomenon has transcended into a very peculiar dimension; “[Streaming] is really popular in China, you know why? Because it also creates a sense of a small room with a certain group of people, right? Instead of the bar or club, where you are not familiar with each other, but just have fun together.” Public life, karaoke and streaming … Watching them navigate through this analogy without the slightest sign of doubt makes my brain feel like burning.
Intrigued, I decide to move south and ask Monique Vashti about Jakarta. With a decided and pragmatic tone that fits her all-black clothes, she goes straight to the thing she does not miss: “The traffic.” In somewhat of an irony, Monique also points out how “sometimes the convenience of the car is something that I miss, because in here it is raining and then windy and everything and I have to cycle under the rain.” After that, she also mentions how one of the other “very Jakarta things” she longs for are shopping malls, “high rise buildings with everything that you need inside,” where ”even if it’s raining, you can park your car in the basement and then you will not get wet at all.” Weather explains this permanent need to hide from the elements: “It is really not convenient to spend time outdoors because it is really hot and humid.” Two days later, Monique feels the urgency of telling me about street food, and the way its smell defines the streetscape of Jakarta. For a moment, the body-melting weather and fried food smell of some cities in Colombia come to my mind, and I am thankful for the cold Dutch rain falling outside. Umm al-Fahm, in Palestine, is the hometown of Zahra Agbaria, a Palestinian-Dutch architect who wants to work in Africa. She misses the Palestinian mountains and the roofs of the houses that stand on
