Geoff Manaugh, via BLGBLOG, wrote today of a phenomenon which, thought not new persay, poses a whirlpool of exciting - and some terrifying - possibilities for the future of urban architectures. The phenomenon?

The city is generating its own weather.

So have we unintentionally created a real-life version of Virgil's Aeolia, the weather-breeding isle? And if so, will we choose to use such urban architectural meterology to our future urban realm, to weaponise, or will it force us, in combination with the factors of material shortage, global warming, and post-9/11 tall building fear, to pare back our furture development plans?

polish pavilion,Emergency Exit, Venice Biennale 2010

Running a strange parallel, I, as much of the world, have been intrigued by the all-weather-world which occupants must fearlessly submit themselves to - foregoing gravity, support, vision, and all sense of security - at the Polish Pavilion at the Venice Biennale. In fact, the images resonate for me as I imagine the fearlessly, fearfully beautiful future Aeolian city might...