Cost overruns and government bureaucrats whose highest priority was deflecting blame (remember Richard M. Daley trying to deflect responsibility for all the cost overruns at Millennium Park on the Frank Gehry design which the mayor would so seamlessly reposition himself to embrace once the park opened in triumph?), resulted in Utzon leaving Australia and his dream project behind. His intentions for the interiors were severely altered by others, and of course when the result - and acoustics - were deemed a failure, Utzon, now conveniently in absentia, was the fall guy of choice.
In 1973, the Opera House, the new symbol of the city at the entry of its harbor, also opened in triumph, dedicated by Queen Elizabeth, to the thrilled approbation of huge crowds. Utzon had not been invited, nor was his name mentioned. It was not until a quarter century later that officials began consulting him on bringing the building closer to his original vision.
Utzon never went back, never saw first-hand the wonder he had created. In some ways, it's a bitter tale, but the one central, enduring truth is that Jørn Utzon created one of the most path breaking and inspiring structures in the history of architecture. The politicians who fought him fade fast in memory on their descent into oblivion; the Sydney Opera House designed by Jørn Utzon, who died today at age 90, as much as is possible with any work of man, is immortal.