Beguiling ... The author can stubbornly cling to her thesis, morbidly romanticizing like that goth friend in high school with a penchant for the Cure ... I have no idea where this book, translated gracefully from the Dutch by David McKay, will land in the Dewey Decimal System. The suicidal-architect conceit turns out to be something of a facade for a blend of memoir, travelogue and philosophical tract ... A strain of rumination runs through all her investigations ... In our moment of 'quiet quitting,' resistance to corporate domination and a conviction that capitalism is in decay, Bold Ventures does arrive as a timely interrogation of what, exactly, constitutes success — of how to live ... Her tiered confection is a small marvel: a monument to human beings continuing to reach for the skies, even after their plans dissolve in dust.
Van den Broeck spent three years visiting 13 different 'sites of failure' ... 'My goal was to rehabilitate those architects,' writes Van den Broeck ... It is an ambitious undertaking that pays off in surprising ways ... Van den Broeck revisits these and other architectural sites of tragedy...in astonishingly vivid detail, employing a mixture of autobiography, historical novel, essay, and diary. Her writing is often painfully intimate, to the point that she begins to over-identify with these tragic destinies.
Nearly half the stories Van den Broeck uncovers similarly dissolve away. The death in question happened later, or as a consequence of bereavement, or for reasons that cannot truly be pieced together (little is said here about mental ill-health or early life adversity) ... Slowly, it becomes clear that this isn’t really a book about architecture at all. The central character isn’t Francesco Borromini...but rather Van den Broeck herself. The subject isn’t twisted church towers and sinking swimming pools so much as a melodramatic and hyper-personal topography of creativity ... Never mind the hundreds of thousands of artists whose work does not destroy them but serves as a source of pleasure and joy. Surely the ones who die in misery, flat broke, reveal the truth of creativity’s sinister contract ... Lest all this sound too glum, it’s a road trip, too ... There’s no law against finding yourself interesting. The real structural flaw here – a misplaced strut, a failure to calculate load-bearing capacity – is to do with a kind of imaginative overreach. As the desire to build a romance of creativity exceeds Van den Broeck’s interest in her real cast, their status as props becomes uncomfortably clear ... There’s such a thing as too much creativity, I guess.
A lively, deeply engrossing exploration into the nature of architectural creation ... The sad tragedy of suicide resides at the heart of each historically framed, vividly written chapter. The narrative, translated from the Dutch by David McKay, is buoyed by Van den Broeck's poetically drawn personal ruminations, in which meditative asides—steeped in science, philosophy, art and literature—provide thought-provoking insights into all aspects of the creative life.
Gorgeous and roving ... Van den Broeck’s exploration extends beyond the lives and works of her subjects, turning into both a philosophical meditation on creativity and a brilliant character study of misunderstood artists. The result is a genre-bending work that’s sure to fascinate those interested in art and architecture, as well as anyone curious about the dangerous mechanisms of the creative mind.
