One very fine work can make you love an artist even if nothing else they produce ever rises to that same level. But the opposite is also true, especially with architecture, which impinges on public life in a way that books, music and art don’t. Since I was a student in New Haven in the mid 1980s, I’ve hated his work. His Knights of Columbus Tower and gawdawful downtown arena (now gone, thank heavens!) were some of the most oppressive architecture of the last half century. He’s not that bad an architect, actually, as a new exhibition at the National Building Museum demonstrates. But those works in New Haven made an indelible impression, and it’s hard to put it out of mind even now, decades later.
Ford Foundation Headquarters, New York, New York, 1968