Mother Nature created the less possible for us, leaving an accessible earth. Each civilization, with its vital leap has been... Read More
Mother Nature created the less possible for us, leaving an accessible earth. Each civilization, with its
vital leap has been able to infringe matter to build order, an architectural elegance. Letâ€™s bear in
mind this trinity for the moral order.
We are thus the messengers of an architecture that includes Mother Natureâ€™s liberty.
We rhythm transparency, fullness and emptiness intertwine becoming space gravediggers stealing
from architecture the essence of a place and the meaning of the place.
The irrational need to build, a standing city or laid down city, the clouds reflections becomes a built
perimeter, they have become a pedestal of our architectural fantasies.
Look outside, even birds no longer play with their shadows, the human rock is looking down on
them, those erected tree have no branches for them to rest.
Architecture and time are broken, the city hurries to go through the next porch to build, even if it
will be consumed right away by another commercial snick. Letâ€™s give back the grace to the space
who will be the one where the body reconciles with its origin that is to say nature and its divine
proportions. A symphony upbeat by the worked stone necessary to the harmony genesis for the
founding of any society.