Perfection is, broadly, a state of completeness and flawlessness.
For those of you who know an architect, you understand our self-inflicted pursuit of the utopian concept of perfection. We are infatuated with the possibilities of pushing our limits to the edge. The reason we never complete our work but simply “stop working” is merely symptomatic of our process of considering what else our design could become rather than appreciate what we have already accomplished.
Many architects have learned to avoid this behavior; they’re selling out to the clients as some purists might argue. However, they might lead happier lives while the purists will keep wallowing in self-inflicted torture to perfect a design that will likely be eliminated by the client for some reason far from our understanding.
The study of perfection requires the acknowledgment that nothing can be described as perfect without having numerous imperfect forms. The Architecture of Perfection is not, then, a perfect architecture, but rather one which uses perfection as a structure through which to generate its own imperfection.
Can we go on with the endless pursuit of perfection or should we begin to embrace architecture for what it really is and its real value to the public?
