
I popped into CUBE (the ‘Centre for the Urban Built Environment, a gallery on Portland Street) today, to check out their participation in the Manchester Histories Festival: an exhbition called Infra_MANC.
I’ve already made the ‘in for a penny, Infra_MANC’ joke via Twitter already, so I won’t repeat it here. Oh, woops, etc.
Actually, because I am slow on the uptake, it took me to see the sign which dissected the title before I realised Infra.. was short for infrastructure, and that this is what the exhibition deals with: four big ideas for Manchester’s infrastructure in the 20th Century, two of which came to fruition, two of which were pipe dreams.
The four Big Ideas are:
- a city centre heliport for Manchester
- the Guardian Underground Telephone Exchange
- the Mancunian Way
- the Piccadilly-Victoria underground railway line
I was as fascinated by the drawings, photographs and information on show about the existing projects (the Mancunian Way and the Guardian Underground Telephone Exchange) as I was for the other two.
Some of the conceptual drawings of the stations for the underground railway were very lovely – particularly the one of the space on Whitworth Street near Canal Street, currently occupied by an empty building site. However, I must admit the drawings of the subterranean elements just brought to mind Glasgow’s own underground railway, the infamous ‘Clockwork Orange’ with all its plastic-and-tiles, modern-for-the-1970s design.
Some excellent prints on display too, from Tony Perry, of the Guardian Exchange taken in 1998. Apparently these great black and white shots of tunnels and cables are available via an English Heritage website, but I found them more readily here. They’re on display at CUBE as large prints, and I very much enjoyed seeing them.
Overall, the exhibition is a fascinating glimpse at the what-could-have-beens and the what-was of Manchester’s post-war infrastructure. Some of the items on display will have been hidden away in archives, and it was also refreshing to see stuff about the Guardian Exchange, given how it is normally so steeped in mystery.
My one complaint would be that I was left wanting to find out more – admittedly not too much of a criticism for an exhbition of this nature – but I do think some of the labelling and captions could have been more in-depth. Tony Perry’s photographs, for instance, had one label for them all, and it would’ve been interesting to know exactly what I was looking at in each shot. But the exhibition is only on show for a couple of weeks, so this could be excused.
Thankfully, just before I left, I stopped to look at the literature on the counter by the door, and found a thick, bound volume which turned out to be the exhibition catalogue. In it, curators Richard Brook (Manchester School of Architecture) and Martin Dodge (University of Manchester) have done sterling work, explaining the background to all the projects, illustrating them very well at the same time.
I spent probably the same amount of time looking at the exhibition as I did with my nose buried in this book, particularly on the chapter about the Guardian Exchange, as it spelled out in black and white just what it was all about – a refreshing revelation after years of Chinese whispers on the Web.
Perhaps my favourite titbit was that although the Exchange was built to withstand nuclear attack from above (such that if Manchester was flattened, the telecommunications network would still survive), by the time it was completed, the power of nukes had increased to the extent that it wouldn’t have had a chance anyway.
I’d recommend stopping to look through the catalogue if your appetite is whetted by this exhibition. I’m not sure if copies are available to purchase, but I’d hope so. I’ll be popping back soon, as I hear there is more in the neighbouring RIBA Hub.
Infra_MANC runs until 4th March at CUBE on Portland Street as part of the Manchester Histories Festival.
I think my favourite element of the exhibition was a personal one; on a previous visit to CUBE a few years ago, I left the building and stepped out onto Portland Street feeling very cold and alienated by Manchester. It’s a long and completely other story, but something weird happened in my brain that day.
I’m pleased to say that as I left CUBE today, my mind was reeling with thoughts not just of the Manchester that was, or the Manchester that could have been – but predominantly of the Manchester that is, or that could be.
And that’s a very positive frame of mind to be left in, I’d say.