I saw the decade in, when it seemed
The world could change at the blink of an eye
And if anything then there’s your sign of the times
I was alive and I waited
I was alive and I waited for this

I am indebted to the band Jesus Jones for those lyrics, from a song that was popular in maybe 1991, but feels viscerally appropriate for today. Eighteen years ago we were in a war with Iraq, in a recession, but it was clearly still so twentieth century.

A decade later, there was another tectonic shift in our culture when we were attacked on our own shores by a shadowy, amorphous enemy, who strategically took out our most lofty architectural symbol of global hegemony.

Nearly a decade that has passed since then. All of my senses tell me that only this year, 2009, marks the true beginning of the twenty-first century. As I have often said recently to my (much) younger colleagues: “Do you hear that moaning, grinding sound? That, my friends, is the sound of the paradigm shifting.”

The ruthless, global de-leveraging juggernaut of the last eight months has left us as breathless as a firm punch in the gut. In our dizzy observation of the real-time re-calibration of the universe, it seems anything might be possible, doesn’t it?

Suddenly, more people are contacting me than in the semi-recent past. My LinkedIn notices are multiplying like bunnies. While we may all be looking for a path to the next project, there’s something bigger happening. “Into the great wide open.” (Thanks, Tom Petty.)

Folks are seeking collaboration; and it will be different than in the past. Over and over again, I hear searching going on for new models of “sustainable development.” As I observe this, it becomes clear that in the future (that is, now) there will be “NBAU”, or “no business as usual.” Public, private, NGO, not-for-profit, all concerns will likely need to pull together to shape the future we are seeking in our hearts. Everything is becoming more connected than ever before—the “cowboy” model may be finally riding into the sunset.

Our leaders may help; it is equally likely that like-minded individuals and wild-eyed optimists will pull together to make the conceivable the literal. In the development business, we are all already acquainted. Who will set the table at which we will all sit, and honestly assess the opportunities, constraints, realities, tragedies, and triumphs of a shared vision for a better future? I’ve practiced as an architect for more than twenty years; yet the future will require much more: I’m learning to be a broker, a yentl, an entrepreneur, and a clairvoyant. These may not be the best of times, but I can’t remember a time when I was more excited about the possibilities for new ideas and models of cooperative efforts propelled by authentic leaders, private and public, who have dreamed a future and itch to inhabit it.

Let’s keep talking, searching, dreaming, ranting, loving, and believing.

Right here, right now
There is no other place I want to be
Right here, right now
Watching the world wake up from history

Thank you, Jesus Jones. Don’t let me sleep through the revolution.

(Daniel Gehman is principal at Thomas Cox Architects)


Recently at the farmers’ market I visit, I came across a variety of grapefruit known as a “cocktail.” On my quest for the perfect morning citrus treat, this one, apparently a cross between a grapefruit and an orange approaches holy grail status. Wow, I thought, wouldn’t it be great to have one of these in my yard. So I inquired at my local nursery for the species, and of course no one had ever heard of it. All right, move on, I thought. Then this morning, while enjoying another sweet, juicy, near-perfect hemisphere, gingerly picking out the seeds with my spoon, I thought: That’s it! I can grow one myself!

Then I thought about it a little. My goodness, however long would it take for one to actually enjoy a viable fruit from a tree planted from seed? Five years? Ten? Surely with a little investigation I can turn up a grafted plant somewhere, and get a head start on the process. This is probably what I’ll do.

However, there’s something intriguing and challenging to me about attempting to nurture a tree along from a seed to a viable bit of stock, producing one of my favorite treats in my own little plantation. Aside from needing lots of care and attention, and probably a little luck, the whole enterprise contains the germ of something I find appealing and essential: hope. To ultimately accomplish this goal will require the successful marriage of hard work and good fortune.

The abstract parallel to the business of development is striking. As I often tell my younger colleagues, the phrases of the music played in our line of work are very long. The more complex the projects are, the longer they take to bring to the finish line and the more challenges there are along the way.

I’ve been working on one mixed-use project now going on seven years. From the land assembly to the entitlement process, to the building planning and design exercises, every step of the journey has been ponderous. This six acre urban infill site was planned for four parcels, each of which could potentially be undertaken by a different entity, while the overall site would be improved by the master developer.

One of the parcels is currently under construction as a mixed-use, mixed-income property (housing and retail), and I couldn’t be more proud or excited.  I believe the building will be wonderful and a definite asset to the community. However, the other parcels are not proceeding so smoothly. The second of the four parcels has changed hands three times; the third one four times, and the current developer of those two pieces has put them on hold until next year, even though one is permit ready. The fourth remains in the possession of the master developer, and it may undergo a format change.

And yet I continue to hope for a positive outcome in the long run, even though I’m not any longer persuaded that I know what it will look like. In the meantime, it is necessary to nurture not just the first client, but those who have joined the party later, and will hopefully remain until the ultimate completion of the community. With every change that happens, our team searches for the positive purpose that propelled the original effort, and clings to it doggedly. What is the magic mix of falling construction costs and perceived market recovery that will cause the next shovel to go into the ground? We must continue to hope and believe.

Like the tree planted from seed, we will nurture, support, and tend these efforts, looking forward to the ultimate outcome—new markers on the built environment that both shape the cultural milieu and contribute to the quality of life for hundreds of households.

Will it take five years? Ten? More? We believe we will stay with the process, and in the end, the fruit will be sweet.

(Daniel Gehman is principal at Thomas Cox Architects)

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