Last Friday I went to dinner with
some colleagues to Wynwood Kitchen at Wynwood Walls, the original group of
warehouses painted in changing murals. Always spectacular. To walk from
courtyard to courtyard surrounded by mammoth-sized Art is both stunning and
urbane. And lots of people walking
around, filling restaurants and galleries that have moved into the raw
warehouse spaces. It's as much of an
urban scene as Miami can produce, like Lincoln Road used to be.
However, no one lives there. Everyone drives in to participate in in
urban life, then they drive home again.
Is that really urbanism? Perhaps
not yet. The scene in Wynwood is just a
half of city life, adrift with neither infrastructure nor a residential
population, like one of Miami's many attractions invented by clever
investors. However Wynwood is now
sparking development that will bring housing and perhaps offices and transit
and the other elements that fill out a city, bit by bit, by popular
demand. Some residential towers are
planned but none are under construction now.
Here's the irony. Some people drive to Wynwood from their
apartments in new high-rise buildings on Miami Beach or Biscayne
Boulevard. Bus service is miserable,
walking is unpleasant, and transit non-existent. In fact, they drive everywhere, pouring out
of the parking garage in the morning on their way to work and returning at
night. The towers have a few amenities
around them, but not much. They are the
other half of city life, detached and adrift, tethered only by traffic.
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