The Magic Mountain
We produce so much stuff everyday, that it has become almost impossible to judge its value. As a result of this the notion of trash and treasure has changed. ¶ The project, therefore, argues to disregard content in favour of mass and declare piling to be the new craft. ¶ Instead of disposing today’s refuse in complex and obscure processes - often in underprivileged areas and with disastrous impacts for communities and the environment - the trash now piles at the heart of the city. ¶ This series of smaller piles, which are controlled by saltation and the angle of repose act as moulds for the domes, being cast atop. Subsequently, they get emptied - leaving a vaulted ceiling above the cities former nucleus. Slightly elevated from the city - yet, at its centre - a floating mountain of trash is rises to dominate the skyline. ¶ Covering an area of 1km in diameter its peak elevation reaches 750 meters - visible even from the cities outer periphery. ¶ Do we revel in the abstract delight of dereliction, catastrophes and ruin porn - or confront the unbearable banality and disgust that it causes? ¶ The Magic Mountain either turns into an immense new public space at the cities most congested place - or threatens to eradicate it entirely.