I wish I weren't so nervous about the expansion of
the Phoenix Convention Center downtown.
I wish I could follow Mayor
Skip Rimsza's advice to "trust" City Hall to do the right thing.
I
wish I could rely on Assistant City Manager Sheryl Sculley's
proclamation that "this is going to be a nice facility."
I
wish I had the enthusiasm of Brian Kearney of the Downtown Phoenix
Partnership that "it's a real winner."
I want to believe all
of them; I want the convention center expanded - I even voted for it
- but I'm still nervous.
After all, folks, we're talking about the
most expensive public works project in the city's history. We're
talking about tripling the size of the Civic Plaza. We're talking
about massive buildings designed to accommodate conventions that
require tons of blank walls and windowless exhibit space.
While we
could end up with something wonderful, there's also the danger that
we're about to create The Concrete Monster That Ate Downtown
Phoenix. I agree with William T. Smith, chairman of the Greater
Phoenix Convention Center and Visitors Bureau, that "the region's
tourism industry, along with the billions of dollars and thousands
of jobs it generates, is integral to the economic viability of the
entire state." He argues that not expanding the convention center
will "inflict a terrible wound to Arizona's exposed visitor
industry."
You see, there are two basic problems to Phoenix's
convention business: We have neither the exhibit space nor the hotel
rooms to accommodate most conventions. So to make the convention
industry a real cash cow for Phoenix and Arizona ‹ the kind of
"clean industry" we need and want ‹ we've got to increase both.
People who spend their lives worrying about such things are
convinced that once we break ground on expanding the convention
center, the third downtown hotel we need will materialize. There's
even a spot reserved for it next to the new Collier Center.
Voters
said "yes" to expanding the convention center a couple of years ago
by approving some $300 million in new bonds. But that's just half
the money needed - the bond proposal demands that the state kick in
the other half. That, all by itself, is a major problem. Arizona is
facing a billion-dollar deficit in this year's state budget, so we
don't expect them to be dancing a jig about handing millions to
Phoenix. But the city has cleverly suggested that the state wouldn't
have to spend a cent of its half until 2009, when - if the Good
Lord's willing and the creeks don't rise - we'll have money in the
state coffers to pay the bill.
Let's pretend the money problem can
be worked out and get down to the nitty gritty. Agreeing we need to
expand the convention center is one thing; how it will be done is
another. The city has decided that its only viable option is to
build a new facility on the plaza in front of Symphony Hall, which
just happens to be one of only two public open spaces that exist in
all of downtown. (Patriot's Square, a few blocks away, is the
other.)
The reason this is the only option is that this city ‹ where
"vision" is an orphan ‹ boxed itself in. It had a perfectly great
piece of land on which to expand the convention center immediately
to the east of the existing facilities, but it used that land to
build a parking garage ‹ a parking garage that just happens to be
across the street from the ballpark.
The garage is supposed to be
for the science and history museums, but it was designed to empty
out thousands of cars in minutes, and it's not museum-goers but
baseball fans who need that kind of exit. So nobody was fooled about
why the city built the garage, but many thought it was a ridiculous
thing to do.
The only other land that could have been used for
expansion has gone for the new Collier Center and the lot reserved
for a new hotel. So that left the city with an obvious need to
expand the convention center - no secret for decades - but no place
to go.
That's how the plaza - between Monroe and Washington streets,
from Third to Second streets - became The Spot. Right now, this
concrete plaza is primarily filled with a tent, a fountain and the
entryway to Symphony Hall. The Hyatt Regency is on the west side;
the Herberger Theater Center is to the north; the convention
center's original exhibit hall is to the east.
I have no intention
of defending the tent or the concrete below it. The plaza was never
designed properly in the first place, I agree. But that doesn't mean
the space couldn't be redesigned to become the wonderful open space
in the heart of high-rise downtown that it should be.
But no. On
this precise piece of land the city wants to build a tower that
would encompass 100,000 square feet of exhibit space, 150,000 square
feet of meeting space and a 50,000-square-foot ballroom. The city
says it can accommodate all that in a tower that would be only "four
levels," and yes, they're hoping everyone takes that to mean a
four-story building. But they're being disingenuous.
The tower would
actually be 176 feet high - down, apparently, from the 190 feet
planners originally wanted. Do you know what 176 feet translates to
in terms of high-rises? About 17 stories. (The floors in the new
convention tower wouldn't be normal floor height, of course, but
enormous spaces, which is how the city thinks it can get away with
this. But this double-speak doesn't do a thing to qualm my nerves.)
One night I decided to see just exactly what it would be like to
look at a 17-story building on that plaza. So I rode the elevator of
the Hyatt Regency across the street. At about its eighth floor, the
elevator actually rides on the outside of the hotel, so you get an
unobstructed view of the plaza and points east. Here's the bottom
line: That convention tower is going to be one big dog.
At 17
stories, you look down at the new Arizona Republic building; you
look down on the roof of Symphony Hall; and you realize that, from
the Hyatt, the view of St. Mary's Basilica would be completely
obstructed. That tower will be tall and wide and massive.
As I came
down the elevator, my nerves were shot.
All I can say right now is: "Thank goodness for Dick Bowers."
Dick is the former Scottsdale city manager who's now president of
the Herberger Theater Center. Not only has he articulated every
concern I have about the new convention tower, he's fighting to be
sure the horrible things that could happen, don't. Dick tells me
he's encouraged that the city is listening to his concerns and will
incorporate them into the final design, though this has yet to be
done.
In a formal letter to the city, Dick says he and other arts
groups are giving "qualified" support to the tower on the plaza. "The stature of the Herberger Theater Center, the general character
of downtown Phoenix and, more specifically, Copper Square, will be
defined for generations by this project," he notes. "It is
imperative that it move forward with an extraordinary commitment to
connections, relationships and the productive interdependence of
downtown elements. This project must fit into the downtown 'vision'
in a way that recognizes how critical it is to making the entirety
of downtown 'work.'" Here are some "specific expectations" from Dick
Bowers and the downtown arts folks:
- The bottom floor of the tower "must be preserved as open
space." They're talking about an open corridor that will allow a
visual connection between the Herberger and Symphony Hall that will
provide "programmable" open space. "Failure to do so will isolate
both venues... and compromise our ability to function effectively,"
Bowers notes.
- Since the plan calls for eliminating the raised terrace that now
exists, bringing it down to street level, Bowers wants Monroe Street
to be part of an open plaza that could be closed to traffic. He
envisions the street being redone, perhaps in cobblestone.
- He wants assurances the new building won't be so massive,
creating "dead space" along pedestrian corridors. "They've made a
lot of adjustments from Day One when they had a big concrete blockacross from the Herberger," Bowers tells me. Provided he gets the
changes and assurances he's seeking, he says, "We're pretty excited
about it - this project, done right, in my opinion, is the linchpin
for downtown."
But he also adds this: "There's reason to be concerned and reason
to stay attentive, and we're going to."
Oh, thank you.
"What could be uglier than the concrete plaza? What could be
uglier than the Symphony Hall building?"
You're going to share my
nervousness about all of this when you realize that those words were
spoken by Sheryl Sculley, the city's point person on this project.
As the second in command at the city, and widely regarded as a
contender for the top job when City Manager Frank Fairbanks retires, Sculley is a powerful person.
I can tell her what could be uglier
than what's there now. In fact, I think I did - a convention tower
standing 17 stories, covering one of the precious open spaces
downtown. But Sculley wants me to know that my concerns don't
concern her. "The decision to use the plaza has been made, and we're
moving forward," she tells me, as though that should be the end of
it. I said something equally haughty back, like, "No decision is
final until construction begins, girlfriend."
She did stress that "design is a huge element," and even admitted,
"It's hard with a
convention center, they're huge buildings." But she promised this
won't be a windowless concrete box like the windowless concrete
boxes that make up our current convention center.
She'd better be
right. Or else a concrete monster will be having lunch in downtown
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