Barcelona: grid with a vengeance
My perception of the city was slowly liberated from the initial aerial view through quotidian activities; engaging with neighbors, and discovering small printing shops, Italian ice cream places, packed bookstores, naturally-lit libraries, and marketplaces with funny-sounding names. Wide-enough sidewalks and plazas shared the potential of becoming a field for father and son football games. Tourist-filled shopping boulevards flooded with occasional street protests. Clusters of nail-treatment shops operated by Asian immigrants defined the character of a small patch of one of the streets that run from one end of Barcelona to the other, while the dispersion of diverse restaurants between the monotony of corner cafes (all with the same metallic chairs, menu and opening hours) became active nodes engaging the senses with their high-end design, smell of fusion food, and sounds of laughter and conversation. Surprising little streets infused with artisan food, children’s playground and public gardens challenged the scale of the grid while peacefully settling within it, their engulfment provoking a sense of protection. The grid remained, nuanced into a navigation-friendly medium, and I was finally becoming networked to Barcelona’s multiple realities, opening up the possibilities of interaction with the city and developing a belonging. Still, the potential of reverse trajectories persists. The control of the ‘ground-plan’ rises as I head home after 2 a.m. on a Friday night and become one of the crowd that has been kicked out of the pubs which as if by some force of magic close down simultaneously at exactly 2 a.m. The few remaining clubs that stay open after that hour have long queues of youths waiting in line to get in. Restricted in time and space, the city is no longer a product of daily activities but a direct product and prisoner of the same grid of governance that dictates the physical ‘urban fabric’, gentrification plans, opening and closing hours and eventually some patterns of daily life itself. The grid was a product of a specific political situation and directly reflects, facilitates and often dictates the shape of top-down governmental sponsorship of from-above planning of the city growth. Is it not the dominating logic of ‘reading’ the city as blocks that allows the erasure of complete blocks in degenerated areas? Much activism against gentrification plans in certain areas of Barcelona, while celebrated as counter-system actions, is mostly block-centered itself; localized neighborhood initiatives are, though unconsciously, persistently haunted by the grid in their constitution. The grid mostly stays clear of the accusations; it is the forgotten given, the silent background, the ever-innocent because the implicit effects of its prevalence are rarely called into question. What if we consciously call our reading of Barcelona’s grid as the dominant force in planning into question? What if we imagine the city’s series of interactive nodes overshadowing its dominant codes of infrastructure? What interfaces will we be able to engage the city through once we alter our dominant imagination of its spatial perception? Can we then become more conscious of how the city shapes our lives and how interchangeably our stories are contributing to its growth? Will it then be easier to belong? Doreen Massey writes “sometimes you have to blow apart the imagination of a space or place in order to find within it its potential, to reveal the ‘disparition’ in what presents itself as a perceptual totality.’ Other times you just have to live in it.



