He was standing across from the windows, smoking
And not feeling well
It was near the sunset
The sunlight was lying on the floor through the window
Not into a room
But into a place with no room
How did all the woes grow in this nowhere
And this was not just my world
But that of so many others, too
Each of us in another world
Worlds that were neither far nor different from one another.
Architecture should be worn. Must be lived in. Architecture is not a reparative forms and not necessarily all windows are view-through. Not all dark colours are sad and bright colours reminds happiness. All the knowledge learned in rush can be re-learned. Perhaps something new can be found. Perhaps during all re-learning process, someone finds a way to wear the architecture or take a walk with her! Adobe is not first element creating architecture. It’s just a mean to search for that element.
Silver, Bronze, Enamel