A
Concrete Ribbon Through the Clouds
By Joseph Giovanni
Nothing
prepares first-time travelers barreling up toward Paris on Autoroute 75 for the
Millau Viaduct, a long and towering white apparition that suddenly appears
around a bend of the Massif Central. Framed by the windshield, seven lithe,
stately masts, each with fanning cables, sail 1½ miles across the Tarn Gorge,
holding up a roadbed 885 feet above the Tarn River, above even the cloud line
that often shrouds the valley.
From
its ribbon cutting in 2004, the viaduct was destined for Guinness: When
finished, it had the highest road deck in Europe, the tallest piers and highest
bridge tower in the world, and the longest launch of a bridge deck. It even
displaced the Eiffel Tower as the country's tallest structure. Engineers took
the curvature of the Earth into their calculations. But more than a wonder of
epic size and technology, the gracefully curved bridge, supported on needlelike
piers, is a masterpiece of daring and majesty. It was clear from the start that
this bridge is much more than an expedient path between points A and B.
Millau
was infamous as one of France's worst traffic bottlenecks, clogged during the
summer holiday migration between Paris and the Mediterranean. In 1993, the
French department of public works staged an open competition to build a high
bypass bridge between plateaus at the top of the gorge, based on an initial
concept by its engineer, Michel Virlogeux, who proposed a multispan,
cable-stayed bridge with a phalanx of seven masts supporting cable fans.
An
observation commonly made about engineering is that a structure will be
beautiful if it hews closely to the laws of physics, that "elegance"
accrues naturally to designs that obey and embody the forces. After the
inauguration, Mr. Virlogeux said in an engineering magazine: "The greatest
art comes from making things very simple, but very elegant and perfectly
adapted."
In
fact there are many ways to embody forces in a design, and architect and
engineer proceeded component by component to achieve elegance. In an unusual
professional arrangement, Mr. Virlogeux joined the team that won the
competition, Foster + Partners Architects. "We were driven by the scale of
the idea and a shared passion for the poetic dimension of engineering and its
sculptural potential," says Norman Foster in "Millau Viaduct," a
slim monograph on the bridge.
The
fusion of their efforts meant that Foster did not simply apply architectural
motifs to a pre-engineered fact, but worked with the engineer in a feedback
loop, each informing the other. Mr. Foster and his associates, including
Alistair Lenczner, who led the Foster team from 2001, were involved both with
the engineering and the design of the engineering. They designed the parts
making up the whole, always guided by a desire to reduce them to their
structural and visual essentials.
Mr.
Foster set some concrete goals, inking "light & lightness" at the
top of sketches published in "Millau Viaduct." He also wrote, "I
wanted the structure to look as delicate as possible, almost floating. I wanted
motorists to feel as if they were flying their cars."
The
designers buried the foundations deeply, so that the piers supporting the
bridge would shoot up from the ground like "blades of grass," Mr.
Foster said, with no apparent support. From the base, the vector of the bridge
is up, aspiring to height like the mighty trunk of a sequoia. The architects
turned the pier into a hexagon with faceted sides that catch the light and
reduce the apparent visual mass. They tapered the form as it rose, to express
lighter structural loads and to minimize the profile. Already thin and minimal,
the pier was then slit in its upper reaches to create a vertical groove that
allowed the two resulting sides to flex and absorb horizontal deflections from
movement of the roadway.
The
architects extended the split at the top of the concrete pier beyond the
roadway into the steel masts above, forming an A frame. From the valley below, each
pier and mast merge to look like a single needle with an elongated eye:
Foster's drawings, in fact, depict a thread piercing the eye of a needle.
Because
a structural spine runs under the middle of the roadbed, the designers could
attach the cable fans to the spine in a single row, rather than securing a
double set of cables to beams at either edge of the road. That allowed the
architects to taper the edges to a thin line, reducing the overall mass,
increasing the sense of lightness. Extending the curve of Route 75 through the
hills, they gently bent the bridge on a 12-mile radius, creating a smooth,
shallow curve that gives motorists at either end a view of all the masts at the
same time. The masts add up to a regatta.
The
architects painted the cables white, so that they would disappear into the sky
on overcast days, and complement the blue of clear skies. They banished any
clutter, including signage. They illuminated the piers and the masts so that
they appear to be bright exclamation points lofted in the night sky.
Over
the past generation, some have questioned the tenets and viability of
architectural modernism. The Millau Viaduct is an unapologetic and very
successful proof of its value system—a Brancusi among bridges, reduced and
streamlined to an essence. In the context of the Massif Central and the Tarn
Gorge, it is a colossal piece of land art that completes the landscape,
arguably making it better, adding majesty to the serenity of the hillscape. The
viaduct occupies the air and lingers in the sky, only lightly tethered to the
ground.
Tellingly,
motorists who cross the bridge from the south often turn off just beyond the
abutment at the north and turn around to park and admire the bridge they have
just crossed. They came across a thrill, as though driving in the sky, and now
they want to see it. The Viaduct Millau is a beautiful object as well as a
beautiful experience.
—Mr. Giovannini is an architecture critic and
designer based in New York and Los Angeles.
A version of this article appeared May 11,
2013, on page C15 in the U.S. edition of The Wall Street Journal, with the
headline: A Concrete Ribbon Through the Clouds.

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