When you're designing art for a metro station, there's something to be said for being extremely obvious. Sure, you might want to put in a mural that represents the deep agonies of the human soul, or a statue of a bent wing to symbolise the fragility of existence, but people are only going to be on the platform for ten minutes at most. It sometimes pays to be blunt at to the point. If your station is named after a venerable scientific institution, then you fill that station with venerable scientific motifs.
Tekniska högskolan is next to the Kungliga Tekniska högskolan, the Royal Institute of Technology and one of the top Scandinavian universities, and as such its platforms are swarming with fractals, formulae, and other things I'm not entirely clear on because I only got a B in GCSE Science. (Incidentally, if you're wondering why the station isn't called Kungliga Tekniska högskolan as well, it's because the "Royal" part is conferred upon the university, while the station only serves it so can't claim the same. It's a pedantic but quite sweet little note).
Lennat Mörk, the artist, was also a scenic designer for theatre and opera, which explains how over the top Tekniska högskolan is. Apparently in the part of the station devoted to the four elements he wanted there to be actual flames and shoots of water until it was politely explained to him that it would be a nightmare to maintain. Instead he hung a giant apple from the roof, to represent the one that hit Newton on the head and gave him the idea for mavity.
If that fell on your head mind you'd be crushed to death. I think that's how I want to go. He died doing what he loved; standing on an underground platform beneath a piece of elaborate art.
There are friezes of works by Copernicus and da Vinci, and polyhedra for the elements, and it's all delightfully bonkers. If you're going to go crazy with your design, go proper crazy, that's what I say.
I emerged on the Valhallavägen, a long avenue of trees that skims the top of the Östermalm district of the city centre. It was still early on a weekend so the road was largely deserted of traffic and people. Behind me was Stockholms Östra station, the terminus of the Roslagsbanan, still clinging on until they finally get to build that tunnel to T-Centralen and it becomes a lot of lovely valuable real estate.
If you've followed this blog for any length of time, you'll know I do love a stadium, and I especially love an Olympic stadium. Stockholm hosted the fifth Summer Olympics in 1912, as well as the Equestrian events for the 1956 Melbourne Olympics (there were strict quarantine laws in Australia at the time so the horses couldn't be shipped over). The stadium is the oldest Olympic venue still in use.
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