Compare and contrast: Viv Fraser’s subtle architectural genius v another brutal, bulging city tower We’re sorry, this service is currently unavailable. Please try again later. Dismiss Elizabeth FarrellyColumnist, author, architecture critic and essayist May 1, 2021 — 5.30am Normal text size Advertisement I liked Viv Fraser. Years ago – decades – our feet were dangling over the edge of the Darling Point jetty when he said, in a tone between dismay and disgust, “Here we sit, we whiteys, on the edge of the continent, gazing at Europe, chucking our rubbish over our shoulders into the great interior.” Vivian Fraser, architect, died last week, aged 85. I liked his brutal frankness, his broken-hearted idealism, his yearning for truth and his belief that we need to treat our country, and our buildings, with more care and less ego. I also liked his work, in which all this played out. Few know his name. But his belief system enriched our city in ways we barely see. Today’s architects should consider it an object lesson in that most critical and demanding of disciplines, adaptive reuse.