Architecture has lost one of it's most conspicuously humanist practitioners. This may or may not be a view shared by other Australians in the architecture profession, but having worked for the man as a young student, I found him at the time to be remarkably approachable and humble, and prodigiously talented. He was a born educator, and as a member of the so-called Philadelphia School had much to impart to a young practitioner.
I remember the staff member who would 'water' his watercolour paper the night before he would embark on a major drawing, stretching the paper on the drawing board to 'cure' it, and I remember the amazing charcoal perspectives he would fill these pages with seemingly without effort. At the time I knew him, Aldo was already in his mid-seventies, but no less vigorous for that.
The work in his office was rigorously pursued through obsessive and sometimes repetitive (although minutely adjusted) model-building as well as hand drawings: I remember building a 1:20 model of the foyer of the Parliament House Library, complete with scaled reproductions of artworks selected from the Commonwealth collection, just to redesign the borrowing desk.
It sure was fun making the artworks. Good times.
Read the New York Times on Aldo's life and career here.