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Originally Posted by IMBY
Has anyone ever played Let's Imagine with this skyline? A big what if, high rise office buildings wouldn't have been permitted outside the downtown area? Don't know if it's even possible to "paste" all the office buildings to the West and plucked them into the downtown skyline and what it would have looked like. More like Chicago? Can't really recall any high rise office buildings outside the loop.
It's disconcerting that it took so damn long for the L.A. skyline to flourish. If only this renaissance had started sooner!
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The biggest "what if" for the DTLA skyline in my opinion is the 150 foot height limit that persisted until the late 1950s (with a few exceptions, most notably City Hall in the late 1920s that was exempted from the limit). Imagine if more taller buildings had been allowed in the 1920s building boom! How many 20-40 story art deco towers and neo-gothic towers would L.A. have had? Not as many as NYC or Chicago of course (L.A.'s population only surpassed 500,000 in 1920, and 1,000,000 in 1930), but probably several at least. L.A. missed out. There were some gorgeous art decos, like the Eastern Columbia, Richfield tower and Bullocks Wilshire tower, but the height limit truncated them to mini versions of what they might have been.
A taller, grander Richfield tower--say 35 stories and 600 feet tall with the spire--would probably have been too beautiful, majestic and costly to demolish, which it sadly was in 1968 to make way for the ARCO project. The 52 story twins are fine, but they could have been built on an adjacent block to preserve a more majestic and towering Richfield tower. Height matters. Taller buildings are more likely to be preserved as landmarks, and re-purposed (as hotels or condos), especially if they are architectural gems.
The 1920s boom--L.A.'s missing skyscraper decade (unless you consider the numerous squat 10-12 story office buildings of the decade to be skyscrapers) when other cities, including smaller ones, threw a deco and gothic skyscraper wild party that only wound down in the Great Depression hangover. L.A. sat by and watched the binge, like a shy wallflower, and can now only ask with regret "WHAT IF?"