All the money needed for building the new Westminster Hospital has been raised except £10,000, which is very satisfactory. The two children's wings are to be named after the King's daughters. It is a vast structure, "the last word," of course, in internal fitment, externally like hundreds of similar buildings all over the world—a toast-rack lying on its side. In New York the necessities of the skyscrapers have developed an entirely new style in architecture, which is aesthetically vigorous and pleasing.
One wishes the same could be said for the designers of the flats which are springing up all over London. At best they are monotonous, frequently they are hideous. It would seem as if British architects, never accustomed to think in terms of more than four or five storeys, were quite unable to rise to the scale of ten or twelve. They are also further handicapped by yearnings after modernism.
Apropos, a letter in "The Times" this week calls attention to the deplorable state of young men who have rashly trained as sculptors. They simply have nothing to do.
One, of excellent ability, is mentioned as now travelling in bricks; another is trying to get a job as conductor. It is a pity they cannot be employed to assist the architects, for sculpture and architecture are twin sisters. But that might mean giving London some buildings pleasant to look at; and of course that woul never do.
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