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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc;"&gt;STORIES OF HOUSES&lt;/span&gt; feature examples of dwellings from which we can all learn - both the clients during their contemplation about building a house, and the architects to understand and evaluate the life of the clients.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;How can an architect design a house for his older sister who has just become a widow? What can an architect offer when his client, who is confined to a wheelchair, asks for a complex design that will become his world? And when art lovers offer total freedom for the design of their house? How is one to explain that the neighbours once shot at the house of the architect who now has acclaimed international prestige?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This series of articles tries to give answers to questions concerning intimacies and origins of important international houses. They try to fill the gap left by so many History of Architecture books which, when neglecting these extreme personal sources, forget the multidisciplinary character of architecture. The houses analysed have been selected for their good architecture and for having been designed by a famous architect. But more than that, there is also an indispensable ingredient of having clients tell a passionate story that generates the project. Stories of Houses include information about the clients, their requests and needs, without which one cannot begin to understand the final result.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contemporary houses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;From Laugier's hut, which illustrates primitive architecture, to the houses by such architects as Ábalos and Herreros which are based on the idea behind the Swatch watches, through to the House of the Future, a project by the couple Alison and Peter Smithson, the study of housing has been linked to the time in which it was built. Beyond styles or fashions, Stories of Houses deals with feelings and passions which help to establish an analysis detached from the time to which it belongs. They are examples of architecture which will always be up-to-date, bearing in mind that they are concerned with personal feelings with which we all identify.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The elaboration of the program for the dwelling, which is articulated by the clients, is a process that is later reversed when the house moulds the life of its inhabitants. The furniture, memories, inherited objects and collections are all symbols of what we are and what we want to be. One could argue that if the facades of the houses are the interior of the city, then the interior of the houses are the exterior of their inhabitants. Thus, the history of the dwelling derives from the plurality of society in which it is built, from the architect's education and imagination and the life of the user. In short, the articles are concerned with recovering an intense connection between the client and the architect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The published material has the rigour of having been revised and accepted by the architects of the houses. The articles are about recently built houses - although some now are demolished - and in only one case, there will be an un-built project. This is by the Spanish architect Enric Miralles, whose recent death did not allow him to complete it. To him we dedicate these articles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Captions for illustrations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A. Marc-Antoine Laugier, The primitive hut, in Essay on Architecture (Paris 1753).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;B. The House of the Future by Alison and Peter Smithson was presented in the annual exhibition Ideal House organised in 1956 by the newspaper The Daily Mail in London. It was a mass produced house that anticipated what would become available in 25 years time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;C. The AH houses by the architects Iñaki Ábalos and Juan Herreros (1994) react to the conventional dwelling, changing their images according to the environment in which they are placed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;D. The facades of the houses are the interior of the city. View of Reykjavik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;E. Town house of the architect John Soane, built in London at the beginning of the nineteenth-century. Some of its interior space exteriorises its inhabitants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13480333-111821488776480587?l=storiesofhouses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ccff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;In 1996 the Spanish architect Enric Miralles was asked to design a little wooden house near Copenhagen, a project that he elaborated with his wife, Benedetta Tagliabue. The result was a house that came to reflect a family lifetime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The present article is the only one of the collection STORIES OF HOUSES that deals with a project that has not been built. Although the recent death from cancer did not allow the young Miralles to conclude the house, the value of the project goes beyond its materiality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Building time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;There still continues an old tradition in Denmark of building minute houses, or allotments, in the market gardens at the outskirts of towns. These housing developments are called Kolonihaven and their sole function is to shelter their owners from the cold and rain when spending time close to nature. The new Kolonihaven near Copenhagen groups a diversity of small houses between cherry trees. They are works of fourteen renowned architects who where invited to build distinctive retreats with the only condition not to surpass 6 m2 of ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The couple Miralles and Tagliabue generated their project from their interest in recording the passage of time. From that starting point, the architects explained, "the house becomes a calendar". It is a place to feel time passing when looking at nature, while the parents talk around a table and the children play their games. Along with the drawings and models, the architects illustrated their explanations bringing a German almanac that shows the flowers of the different months of the year, with their timing of opening and closing each day: chicory in the mornings of February, water-lilies in those of June, marigolds during the days of September and opened carnations in all December.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The passage of time is also recorded while sketching the plan of the little house. Enric and Benedetta gave their small daughter a miniature chair and she started to play with it, taking her first steps with it and moving it. Like if trying to draw these movements on the floor, the parents generated the plan of the house. From its limits a timber framework was brought to life which forms the volumes which embraces, exactly like a dress, the movement of the girl with her chair and the adults sitting around the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;At this point in the design process, the architects brought an old drawing by the architect Le Corbusier where a girl asks an adult to play with her, inviting him to enter a house through a small door to the world at her size. The house in Kolonihaven varies in height. It has a very low ceiling in the children's room but becomes higher by the sitting room for adults. Seen through its section, the house captures this passage of time - the house grows with the inhabitant, from being a child to become an adult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;1955-2000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The theme of this project for a tiny shelter lies in dealing with the passage of time, with life itself. Its function is precisely that, and nothing more. If the saying is true that an architect can be measured from his project for a single house, then in designing a small wooden house for a Kolonihaven one could measure the architect as a person. In such a project, the architect is commissioned to describe his vision of life, to see time pass by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Because of this reason, perhaps, Enric Miralles included his little daughter in the development of the house in Kolonihaven and acknowledged her as a collaborator, naming her in the list of the project team. It was a confusion of his private and professional lives, something that Enric had always done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Captions for illustrations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;1. Enric Miralles (1955-2000) and Benedetta Tagliabue (n. 1963), architects. (Photo:Giovanni Zanzi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;2. "The house becomes a calendar."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;3. Enric always liked to explain his projects with an allegorical tale. Here, the Kolonihaven house "is a miniature stone in a bonsai landscape."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;4. A little girl taking her first steps with a help of a small chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;5. The tiny house has two entrances; one of which is a miniature door for the child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;6. A model in soap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;7. The house was like a dress that embraced both the movements of the child and the parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Photo: Alex Gaultier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #33ccff; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;A wealthy married couple with three children lived in a very old and beautiful house in Bordeaux in France. For many years this family was thinking about building a new home, planning how it could be and wondering who the architect would be. Suddenly, the husband had a car accident and almost lost his life. Now he needs a wheelchair. The old beautiful house and the medieval city of Bordeaux had now become a prison for him. The family started to think about their new house again but this time in a very different way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Circulation in the new house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The married couple bought a hill with a panoramic view over the city and approached the Dutch architect Rem Koolhaas in 1994. The husband explained to him: "Contrary to what you might expect, I do not want a simple house. I want a complicated house because it will determine my world."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Instead of designing a house on one floor which would ease the movements of the wheelchair, the architect surprised them with an idea of a house on three levels, one on top of each other. The ground floor, half-carved into the hill, accommodates the kitchen and television room, and leads to a courtyard. The bedrooms of the family are on the top floor, built as a dark concrete box. In the middle of these two levels is the living room made of glass where one contemplates the valley of the river Garonne and Bordeaux's clear outline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The wheelchair has access to these levels by an elevator platform that is the size of a room, and is actually a well-equipped office. Because of its vertical movements, the platform becomes part of the kitchen when it is on the ground floor; links with the aluminium floor on the middle level and creates a relaxed working space in the master bedroom on the top floor. In the same way that the wheelchair can be interpreted as an extension of the body, the elevator platform, created by the architect, is an indispensable part of the handicapped client. This offers him more possibilities of mobility than to any other member of the family- only he has access to spaces like the wine cellar or the bookshelves made of polycarbonate which span from the ground floor to the top of the house, and thus respond to the movement of the platform.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Experiencing the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Koolhaas designed a complex house in itself and surpassed the conventional, in every detail. For example, the top floor rests on three legs. One of these legs, a cylinder that includes the circular staircase of the house, is located off-centre. Although this displacement brings an instability to the house, it gains equilibrium by placing a steel beam over the house which pulls a cable in tension. The first question that the visitor asks is: what happens if the cord is cut? Koolhaas has created a structure which, equal to the life of the client, depends on a cable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This arrangement provides the middle level with an uninterrupted view over the surrounding landscape, and an effect that is intensified with the highly polished finish of the stainless steel cylinder which incorporates the stairs, and makes it disappear into the landscape. The middle level is a balcony where the top floor floats above. It is a glazed space which allows the wheelchair to confuse the nature outside with the interior of the house. In contrast, the same landscape receives another treatment from the top floor. The view appears restricted and predetermined, framed by circular windows placed according to whether one stands, sits or lays down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Inside the house the family experiences Koolhaas's interpretations of life's instability and dualities. In regards to the husband, he has experienced this instability and is now part of his own self. In the same way that the umbilical cord belongs both to the mother and the baby, and gives it nutrition; the elevator platform connects the husband to the house and offers him a liberation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Appendix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;. It was with the greatest sorrow that we learnt, at the beginning of the year 2001, of the husband's death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Photos: Hans Werlemann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Captions for illustrations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;1. Rem Koolhaas (b. 1944). (Photo: Sanne Peper)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;2. Working model for the 'Maison à Bordeaux'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;3. The architect surprised the family with an idea of a house on three levels, one on top of each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;4. The husband has access to all three levels with an elevator platform which is the size of a room, 3 x 3,5m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;5. Bookshelves spanning three levels respond to the needs of the mobile office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;6. The middle level is a glass space which allows the wheelchair to confuse the nature outside with the interior of the dwelling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/133/6247/1024/AS-g.jpg" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/133/6247/130/AS-g.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ccff; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;At the beginning of the 1960's, the Portuguese architect, Álvaro Siza, designed a house for a writer in Matosinhos, Porto. Since then, there have been several changes in its ownership but Siza has continued to be the architect throughout and has been in charge of all its alterations, additions and new furniture. Now, due to external circumstances, the house fulfils all the requirements to be a museum of the architect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The owners of the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The writer Luisa Ferreira da Costa commissioned the young Álvaro Siza in 1962 to design a house in a dense neighbourhood of small plots. Costa asked for privacy and seclusion, and requested low, indirect light suitable for her writing. Siza responded by providing a two-storey house with skylights to create diffuse overhead light and small windows in the elevations to simply provide views of orientation and reference. He made use of the architectural vernacular, using mono pitched tiled roofs and plastered structural granite walls. This produced simplicity of volumes, a quality of composition reinforced by meticulous constructional details with openings framed in thick timbers, untreated to retain their natural colour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The house changed ownership in 1987. Its new proprietor, Miranda Dos Santos, commissioned Siza to make alterations which consisted of enlarging existing windows and making new ones as a reaction against the new owner's perception of the dim light of the skylights. These new openings were detailed differently from the original construction. It was as if Siza was marking his own evolution by adding new materials: the new window openings were framed with white painted wood in white marble cases.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Shortly afterwards, the house passed to Santos' son, an engineer who also asked Siza to continue working with the house, but this time, by designing all its furniture. His commission was not to ask Siza for 'artistic' objects, but rather to fulfil his practical requirements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The transformation of the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;During this long history of change of proprietors, Siza's had been acquiring an international acclaim with a long list of celebrated works, he had lectured at numerous universities, exhibited his work almost all over the world, and received the most prestigious awards and prizes. Consequently, it is not hard to imagine the tremendous difficulty Santos's son had, trying to achieve his aim. For years he literally hounded Siza to the point where he recognised his "extraordinary, I might say almost excessive, admiration for the architect and his work". He accompanied Siza on his way to work and even drove him to and from the airport, snatching brief moments of the architect's time in order to get hold of a sketch, an idea, a correction or his approval.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Up to now, Álvaro Siza has designed for the house an extensive list of furniture and fittings: steel arm lamps both in the wall and floor versions, a table lamp with a shade formed by a thin sheet of bent wood, a dining table with glass top edged in wood, several cherry-wood chests-of-drawers with handles that automatically retract by an inner counterweight, welsh dressers with the sides in pale marble that contrasts with the mahogany veneer, a round table in marble with a central steel leg, three-legged chairs whose seats are tapered to allow better use of the round table, glass-fronted bookcase-cabinets with a writing desk, a wall-lamp obtained simply from a plain sheet of bent wood, a floor lamp screened with a translucent marble disc, a chest-of-drawers which acts as the headboard and frame of the bed, a dressing-table, a bedside-chest with simply screened lamp, a single-drawer bedside table, a full collection of accessories for the bathroom, and even the design of two types of door and cupboard keys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Now-a-days, almost all of the furniture is being mass-produced, the reproductions have become highly popular and are even exhibited in design museums. The simple solutions for furnishing the Miranda Santos House have now become original prototypes. This is a new stage in the life of the house, the house to become understood as a museum of the architect's furniture displayed within his own architecture. Indeed, as it were a retrospective exhibition at the house, a portrait of the architect greets our visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Photos: Luis Ferreira Alves, Alvaro Siza and Alessandra Chemollo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;1. Plan of the reformed house for Miranda Dos Santos in 1987.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;2. The different openings in the white walls show the evolution of Siza's architecture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;3. Although the commissions of furniture for the Miranda Santos House finished in 1996, its owner has continued acquiring more designs from the architect; such as the mirror Álvaro, the ashtray Havana, and a garden chaise-longue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;4. Keys for doors and cupboards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;5. View from the corridor on the 1st floor with the furniture and a photograph of the architect. In the last photograph we know of the house, a poster sized portrait of Álvaro Siza Vieira (b. 1933) presides the living-room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ccff; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13480333-111850482768997361?l=storiesofhouses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;A romantic novelist from Saudi Arabia approached the British architect, Peter Barber, in 1992 to design her house in the important commercial and port city, Dammam, in the Arabian Gulf. Mrs Anbar - a widow - divided her year between London and her native country, therefore her attitude towards Middle Eastern culture was characterised by cosmopolitan influences. On the other hand, as a Western architect designing in Saudi Arabia, Barber had to research the complexities of Islamic culture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The interior of Saudi domestic houses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The traditional typology of interiors in Saudi houses reflects a profound sense of hierarchy between men and women. It is a rigid issue of segregation between sexes which is echoed in the two entrances to the house, and is followed up in the interior by separating men's and women's quarters. The degree of separation is further dec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;lared - between servants and members of the family, and between the family and the outside world - by a series of increasingly private spaces which gravitate towards a central courtyard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Undoubtedly, the context in which the villa Anbar was going to be built was not neutral. Political and religious leaders had far more power over architecture than even the architects themselves. Indeed, during the construction of the house, a nearby medieval settlement was razed to the ground by the government simply because its spatial complexity of tight alleyways and small squares created a problem of control for the authorities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Faced with this unfamiliar environment, the English architect acknowledged that a close reading of the books &lt;i&gt;Beyond the Veil&lt;/i&gt;, by Fatima Mernissi, and Sexuality and Space by Beatriz Colomina was influential in approaching the programme of the house. From that moment, the programme not only became to specify the rooms required by Mrs Anbar, her children and grandchildren, but also, and above all, to understand the house as a political space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The profundity of the gaze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Peter Barber investigated the power of the gaze to determine the division of space in domestic architecture. From the most public area to the most private one, the eye was directed in very specific paths through different layers, either giving a full view or only a partial one, sometimes merely implying what could be seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;At the entrance, a gate gives a view into the courtyard, although a wall to the right prevents the gaze penetrating any further. The threshold is defined by a lintel that slips over the top of the wall. This lintel shows a dual aspect, a technical one of taking water to the swimming pool on the other side of the wall, and a metaphorical one of framing the gaze so as to give a hint of something else beyond. As one passes the entrance, tiny openings cut through the front wall of the house and signal the presence of the unseen occupants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Although internally the house follows a traditional layout of separating men and women's quarters, this structure is broken by simple acts. Thus, as a crack, a horizontal cut in a wall of the women's quarter serves as a vantage-point for surveying the unseen, that is, the male domain. As might have been expected, male members of the family demanded that a shutter would be placed over the frame. This was done but, paradoxically, it was allocated on the women's side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Opposite the pool, the driver's dwelling is placed on the first level projecting over the private garden. Looking down from his window, his gaze touches on the most private space of the family, in their time of leisure. Even if the window were to be blocked up, the presence of the servant would always be felt due to the volume of his room. However, the presence of the maid is more oblique. Her room, which is placed on the roof terrace and thus away from the family's private rooms, is connected to the central courtyard through a series of cuts. In that way, her gaze is allowed to penetrate into the symbolic heart of the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;While Barber builds according to the usual gender and class boundaries demanded by Muslim society, he subverts these boundaries with gentle questions rather than formulating them in an obvious manner. This is an architecture that goes beyond formalistic considerations, that introduces a certain ambiguity which in turns initiates questions about social conditions and changes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Photos: Peter Barber Associates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Captions for illustrations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a. Peter Barber (b. 1960) architect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;b. Ground floor of Villa Anbar: 0. Entrance, 1. Women's living room, 2 Men's living room, 3. Dining room, 4. Shower, 5. Toilets, 6. Kitchen, 7 Bedroom, 8. Courtyard, 9. Garage, 10. Maid's room, 11. Laundry, 12. Installations, 13. Driver's room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;c. The house has only one entrance from the street - partly due to the client's status as a widow. The visitors of both sexes cross in this space, where the sound of the water conveys the presence of the family in the swimming pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;g. Window looking onto the men's living room from the women's living room.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i. Men's living room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;After having to abandon the construction of the Sidney Opera House in 1966, the Danish architect Jørn Utzon on his way home, made an intermediate stop at Mallorca. The island fascinated him to such a degree that he decided to build a summer house there. It was located facing the Mediterranean, on a cliff near a small fishing village and he gave it the name of his wife, Lis. In 1994, he felt obliged to move from his house, which had turned into a place of pilgrimage for architects. Utzon built another house, Can Feliz, also in Mallorca, but this time its location is kept a total secret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can Lis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Jørn Utzon had been affected, at the beginning of his career, when he learnt that the celebrated Swedish architect, Gunnar Asplund, had died of stress. On his death bed, Asplund asked his son whether all this effort had really been worth while. These words came back to Utzon years later when, after he had been nine years working on the design and building his winning project of the Sidney Opera House, he decided to resign from this job because he had not been shown professional respect by the Ministry of Public Works. Since then, Utzon has never returned to Australia to see his building finished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Looking, in Porto Pietro, for an ideal refuge during his holidays, Utzon built Can Lis in 1972, set among myrtle and pine trees, with an extraordinary view to the sea. Integrating with the colours in the landscape, the main building material is a hard local limestone, called marés stone, which varies from gold to pink in colour. The original concept for the house was the same as for the one that Utzon had intended to build in Sidney; a sequence of pavilions linked by a wall, and arranged so as to respond to the various functions within the dwelling. He explained it with a story by Karen Blixen about African farmers where she said: "It was impossible for them to build their houses in a uniform row because they followed an order that was based on the position of the sun, the places of the trees and the natural mutual relationships of the buildings." The orientation of the pavilions in Can Lis selects distinctive views of the Mediterranean, and consequently, the furniture became fixed, built on site and finished with shiny ceramic tiles. Additionally, as the window frames were mounted on the outside surface of the walls, they were made invisible from the interior, which again, stimulates the effect of light, blurring the limits between the dark interior of the house and the blistering Mediterranean sun. For all these reasons, family life follows a route as the day passes which seems to pursue the passage of the sun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can Feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Utzon developed a new typology for housing in Can Lis, the house of the sun, from which we all have a lot to learn. In fact, the architect told us, with a smile, about the numerous visits of buses full of tourists arriving to this house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Twenty-two years had passed from the construction of Can Lis when Jørn Utzon and his wife decided to spend the majority of the year in Mallorca. Due to the high humidity in winters, they handed Can Lis to their children and moved to a new house that they named Can Feliz. It is in the mountains, far away from the humid sea breezes, with big windows overlooking the green pine grove that reaches down to the sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Although both houses use the same materials, the second is a house in the mountains that belongs more to the traditional houses of the island, even reaching the point of being passed by unnoticed. Can Feliz is built round a terrace, following the pattern of orthogonal axis and is built under one tiled roof.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;However much Utzon has insisted on his joy at receiving visitors, the fact that the house is so difficult to locate has contributed to the creation of the myth of the badly treated architect who has retreated into his refuge. Can Feliz has appeared in publication as it were a magical place and, includes, of course, the indispensable requirement of any utopia, apart from it marvellous qualities, be an insuperable gap from the rest of the world. In the same way as any novel on magic lands starts - with the loss of memory of the shipwrecked person who does not know how he arrived on the island, or the predicable cough made by the servant right in the moment when the narrator reveals the secret coordinates - the published articles on Can Feliz are reports by visitors who affirm that they are not able to remember the way that leads to the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Photos: Søren Kuhn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Captions for illustrations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a. Jørn Utzon (b. 1918) architect, at Can Feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;b. Looking for an ideal refuge, Utzon built the peaceful Can Lis, set among myrtle and pine trees, with an extraordinary view to the sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;c. Can Lis. 1. court, 2. dining area, 3. kitchen, 4. work room, 5. entry, 6. covered terrace, 7. living room, 8. bedroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;d. The semi-circular sofa in the living room of Can Lis follows the sun on the horizon while at sunset one ends up looking into the fire in fireplace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;e. Can Feliz. 1. entrance, 2. entry, 3. court, 4. work room, 5. living room, 6. kitchen, 7. dining room, 8. covered terrace, 9. bedroom, 10. terrace, 11. swimming pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;f. Shiny ceramic tiles in the kitchen at Can Feliz refer to traditional building methods on the island.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ccff; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13480333-112029375677063775?l=storiesofhouses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #33ccff; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The U-House was built in 1976 in the centre of Tokyo. It was designed by the architect Toyo Ito for his older sister, who had just lost her husband to cancer. In 1997 the house was demolished before Toyo Ito's eyes. How does one explain such an ending?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Mourners' wishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The client and her family had lived in one of the city's high-rise apartment. Following her husband's death, the widow requested that the architect build a house for her and her small daughters where they could enjoy the close contact with the soil and plants that their former home had lacked. She also suggested that the house be L-shaped to enable all members of the family to have visual contact with one another. By coincidence, the site next to the architect's house was for sale - the same site on which the widow had lived before she was married. It was as if she wanted to grasp hold of her memories in order to help reunite her family during such a difficult time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;In the widow's conversations with the architect, the emphasis on organising functional spaces gradually disappeared and instead turned more towards the symbolic value of the space. Thus the house changed its initial L-shape to become a concrete construction with a U-shape, a form that would create greater light effects and a stronger relationship between the inhabitants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The life of the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The U-House consisted of two long corridors, one of which ended at the girls' rooms, the other of which led through the kitchen and bathroom and onto the mother's bedroom. Both of the corridors were dark and led into the light - a source originating from the arc of the U. This multi-use space used for playing, dining and meditating, had its walls and ceiling painted white and floor covered with a carpet, also white. In this space the light was diffused and gave a soft texture, but a cut in the ceiling directed the daylight in a straight diagonal line. The powerful light effects were reinforced by the pure whiteness of the interior, which seemed flat and without any three-dimensionality. It was like a screen where the images and floating shadows of the inhabitants were projected; a space to project the human being beyond his or her body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Twenty-one years after the completion of the house, the family was ready to re-establish its links with the outside world. The first one to move away was the older daughter. She had never thought of whether or not it was comfortable to live in the house, although she refers to the house as a coffin. This was perhaps best reflected by the behaviour of her many pets, all of whom had totally refused to be alone in the enclosed courtyard. The mother later moved to a smaller flat, but being a musicologist she had enjoyed the music echoing on the bare walls in the old house. The youngest daughter was the last to move out. She had developed certain sensitivity for aesthetics in this house that was reflected in her appreciation of Kandinsky and later, her eventual position as a museum director.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The last thing we know about the story of the house is from a powerful image in a photograph that illustrates its demolition. Instead of interpreting it as a destruction of a home, it is a sign of another stage through which the family progresses. The demolition is a symbol of renewal of life and consequently, we can argue that this was a house for mourners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Photos: Tomio Ohashi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Captions for illustrations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A. Toyo Ito (b. 1941) architect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;B. One of the widow's desires was for visual contact between each member of the family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;C. Plan of the U-House.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;D. A screen where the images and floating shadows of the inhabitants were projected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;E. The life of the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;F. Demolition of the house in 1997.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ccff; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13480333-111826886107376534?l=storiesofhouses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Architects Anne Lacaton and Jean Philippe Vassal were asked by a brother and sister to build for them a holiday house on land they owned on the Atlantic coast of France. A key condition of their request was that the project should respect as much as possible the 46 trees – some up to 30 metres in height and over 80 years old – that grew on the site. The result was a dream come true; the dream that every child has, and keeps, of having a house in the trees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The landscape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The site - located in Lège, west of Bordeaux - was one of the last in an area facing the Arcachon Bay Nature Reserve still not built upon. Sloping down harshly to the bay, the landscape consisted of 15 metre dunes covered with pine trees, shrubs and mimosa with views to the Island of Birds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Despite their youth, the brother and sister (only 23 and 25 years old, respectively) had already learned to appreciate the beauty and the fragility of the land. Both were conscious of the harm that the neighbours had caused when building their own houses. All had cut trees and disturbed the landscape of dunes by moving earth, hollowing foundations and raising breezeblock walls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It was through their father, an artist and a teacher of plastic arts at the Bordeaux school of architecture, how the siblings met Lacaton and Vassal. They spoke to the two architects about the beauty of that site - a site where the whole family used to picnic during the summer months; a site where they, as children, used to make huts between the trees. It was also during this first conversation that they voiced their concern as to how to build a house without destroying the charm of the plot, bearing in mind that some of the shrubs on the site were over 3 metres high thus prevented any view over the bay. Furthermore, local planning regulations required that their building had to be at least 4 metres from the neighbours and 15 metres from the shoreline - all of which meant that the house should be located just behind the crest of the dune.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adding instead of replacing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Lacaton and Vassal began their response by acknowledging that although it usually seemed most comfortable to live on the ground, the analysis of the situation led them to a solution where they imagined a house in amongst the trees; a house that would be floating above the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Faced with such an unconventional project, the clients nonetheless decided to have faith in the architects and to begin construction. As soon as they climbed onto the newly built platform, they realised that it was the right choice: from the 210 square metre concrete slab floor, one could enjoy a stunning view over the bay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;In order not to spoil the dunes, the foundations consisted of twelve micro-piles rammed eight to ten metres into the ground. On top of them, a galvanised steel structure was assembled on piles of variable height - depending on the slope of the ground - which allowed for a passage underneath the house. The insulation both underneath and on the sides of the house was protected from the seaside environment by a layer of corrugated aluminium sheeting. Since the corrugation laid perpendicular to the bay, the aluminium sheeting echoed the glitter of the water and illuminated the space beneath the house, creating an artificial sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Another consequence from the strict respect for the existing vegetation, was that six pine trees perforated the house. To enable the trees to move with the wind, while at the same time keeping the house completely rainproof, a rubber collar fastened the trunks to skylights. These skylights were Plexiglas plates tied to the roof of the house by elastic belts that allowed them to slide following the movements of the trees. The result was that the trees can almost be mistaken for the structure, appearing like symbolic pillars of the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;By building a house around the trees and allowing the trees to live within the house, architecture and landscape come together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Photos: Philippe Ruault&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Captions for illustrations:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a. Architects Anne Lacaton (1955) and Jean-Philippe Vassal (1954).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;b. Section and plan of the House in Lège (1998). From a wide balcony that acts as an extension of the living room, one enjoys a stunning view over the Arcachon Bay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;c. An automatic irrigation system monitors the soil humidity of the dunes underneath the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;d+e+f. The windows in the aluminium facades are made of corrugated transparent plastic sheets, but the main facade overlooking the Bay is made entirely of large transparent glass sliding doors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;g+h+i. The architects conducted a study in collaboration with the French agricultural authority to ensure that the trees going through the house were not endangered by the project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13480333-111927739768709742?l=storiesofhouses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Portuguese architect, Eduardo Souto de Moura, received a commission for a small house from a couple with two children, which would be built by the river, Duoro, set in the Baião hills. The client wished the house to have the character of a shelter used for weekends and requested that the existing ruins on the site would be the starting point for the project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Between nature and the artifice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A ruin can be understood as the edge between architecture and nature. In other words, the moment when a construction ceases to be architecture and becomes nature. The work of Souto de Moura shows an interest in this dialectic between nature and artifice. A dialectic where the building site changes into a tool, it becomes a mental and an intellectual exercise in itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This sensitivity towards the site goes hand in hand with the belief in simplicity as a means to transmit thoughts. Following the words of the poet, Eugenio de Andrade, "... only the exact word is of public interest...", Souto de Moura believes that the tools used by the architects to write - with materials such as stone, iron and glass, as well as their joints, which are of no less importance - have as their final goal to create an anonymous and serene work in relation to time. In other words, to become poetry and to arose feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Architecture of high complexity based on its contextual textures is, however, a consequence of this simplicity in the use of materials and its joints. It was inherent in the profound integration with the site, of camouflaging new spaces with nature, of fusing borders, underlining characteristics and expressing judgements of all the surrounding elements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The ruin becomes important when understanding it as a division which defines the limits, as a fundamental element of spatial definition and of obtaining a concept of time. It maintains a dialogue with the context where it is placed. It is an architecture that is not forced, a silence where nature is seen as architecture and culture as nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The ruin Wall House 1990 - 1993&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Responding to the wishes of the client, the ruin of the old farm which was attached to a retaining wall became interpreted as a kind of a bridge between internal culture (of the inhabitant) and an external reality (of time). The work began with the demolition of the retaining wall of big granite stone blocks, a traditional material of North Portugal. This was followed by the movement of earth, shaping a "negative" of the house in the ground and the old ruins began to take the form of a sort of a closed garden that served as a entrance hall for the house. This was a second building which consisted of a concrete box which was supported by the ruin and inserted into the earth. In this way, the ruin served as a joint between the past and the new rectangle house which, because of being partly set into the earth, was 'blind' on its side walls except the front facade which opened towards the river, Douro. From the interior, next to a fire-place built of stones from the old retaining wall, one could enjoy a view to the far away valley of Cerdeira through the glass facade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The simple programme of the house is laid out in one level under a grass roof which forms part of the topography of the place. Being faithful to the concept of the ruin ceasing to be architecture and becoming nature, the house is camouflaged by the landscape in such a way that it is not the trees' foliage which acts as a second skin but the landscape itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Photos: Luis Ferreira Alves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Captions for illustrations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a. Eduardo Souto de Moura (1952), architect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;b. The family asked for a house of minimum dimensions to spend weekends by the river Duero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;c. The access to the house is through a garden inside the ruin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;d. The glass facade goes above the ceiling. This construction detail makes the only facade of the house to be perceived as a tensed plain of glass and aluminium, parallel to the old granite walls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;e. In the interior, a big wardrobe which covers the wall, orders the objects in each room and also contains the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;i. Present situation. It can be rented at: http://www.casasdodouro.com/casadebaiao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13480333-111812818666056500?l=storiesofhouses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Having a steep and “uncomfortable” site yet with a beautiful view over the horizon, a professor of literature in Madrid approached the architect, Alberto Campo Baeza, to design a house for his family where they could “listen to music”. As a present he gave the architect a beautiful book of poetry, as it were provisions for starting the design process. Thus, the client directed the architect whose world-wide reputation was recognised for his poetic treatment of natural light.&lt;br /&gt;
With this mutual cultural understanding between the client and the architect, a house was being born where one listens to the music within the silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;A house for emotions; to forget and remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;The first day that the client, Francisco de Blas, visited the architect he gave him a book of poetry from 1950 with the complete work of the Spanish poet Luis Cernuda (1902- 1963) who had been a member of the group of poets, Generation 27, with Federico García Lorca among others. Cernuda’s poetry was dense with intense emotions, describing sensitivity and love, pain and solitary, and the contrasts between the realisation of his personal desires (the wish) and the limits imposed by the world around him (reality). His most famous poem Donde habite el olvido (1932-33) describes a world where one forgets all one’s problems and in that way manages to achieve the freedom that one longs so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;This was the reading material that the professor of literature transmitted to his architect. It seemed as if Francisco de Blas wanted something more than a house, that he wanted place where emotions and reflections were part of the building material. For Campo Baeza, this was a welcoming challenge. In fact, he intended his architecture to speak poetry and in order to transmit that to his architectural students he started every lecture for his classes at the University with an opening of the poem, Auguries of Innocence by William Blake:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;To see a World in a grain of sand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Hold Infinity in the Palm of your hand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;And Eternity in an Hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The house in the mountain for listening to silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;With these provisions, Campo Baeza went to visit the site with the client. It was to the southwest of Madrid with a wonderful view to the north towards the mountains and 3000 squares metres with a difference of 15 metres in height from bottom to the top. Despite that the client thought it very uncomfortable, the architect realised immediately that the place was perfect for the brief that the client had given him. Being so high, the surrounding houses would disappear and would leave the horizontal landscape in the distance to be enjoyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Studying the slope, Campo Baeza decided to make a platform for the house to sit on and to divide the house into two conceptual elements: a solid concrete box sitting firmly on the ground emphasising its sense of gravity and another transparent glass box placed on the concrete box with a light and simple steel structure that almost disappears into the landscape. The perfectly carved out box contrasts with the structural qualities of the second, the viewpoint situated at the highest point of the house. They are two opposing states or qualities of how light transmit through the material; one completely opaque and the other completely open. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Inside the concrete box is the programme of the house dividing the spaces so as the living areas - the four bedrooms and the living room - have a view of the framed landscape through square gaps that open out to the horizon. The effect is as if the landscape is far away from our reach in the distance. The opposite is felt in the totally transparent box on its roof where one is literally absorbed by the power of the surroundings. It is here that the inhabitant can loose all sense for the time, to listen to the sounds of the ambience, of the silence, of the music of the landscape. One recalls the effect of John Cage’s musical piece “4 minutes and 33 seconds” (1952) where the pianist sits in silence in front of the piano while the audience listen to the sounds of the surroundings. No two people listen to the silence in the same way. In fact, people are generally not educated in listening to the silence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;In de Blas house one finds peace within oneself and gains freedom. The experience is deeply personal, based on reflections; forgetting and remembering and relating oneself with the environment. Francisco de Blas and Alberto Campo Baeza have made a house where its poetry helps to build another more subjective poetry of the one who perceives the place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;Photos: Estudio Campo Baeza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;Captions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;a. Alberto Campo Baeza (b. 1946)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;b. Why should this house appear in so many books on Houses, whether it is a World Atlas or a pocket book on Houses?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;c+d+e+f. Light is not only capable of revealing the spatial form, but also of dematerialising its structure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;g+h+i. A path from the sense of gravity to the sense of transparency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #33ccff; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Escaping from the traffic noise of Wiesbaden, in Germany, the Koening family decided to fulfil their dream of living near the woods. In order to do so, they organized an international competition in 1989 between young architects. In the invitation, they made it clear that they did not look for "the world's most beautiful house, nor a house for an astronaut, a politician, a painter or a sculptor, but a house for an ordinary citizen."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;A house for an ordinary citizen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Through the architecture and design gallery ZB in Frankfurt, the Koening family announced a competition by invitation. The selection for the participating teams was made based on advice from fifteen prestigious architects, who counted among others; Rafael Moneo, Robert Venturi, Tadao Ando, Alvin Boyarsky, Daniel Libeskind and Peter Cook. The competition was received with enthusiasm and forty-two architects participated in total, originating from fifteen different countries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Each participant received three documents for the competition. The first one consisted of information about urban planning and climate as well as including photographs of Wiesbaden. The second one consisted of a list of required rooms. They were essentially the same as the couple and their two children had in the old flat in Wiesbaden and which already included space for accommodating two or three guests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The family completed the program for the house with a third element of inspiration: the novel Hypnerotomachaia Poliphili" written by the Italian monk Francesco Colonna in the 15th century. It deals with love and passion, aspects of life that Colonna was not allowed to think about as a monk. The main character was the hero Poliphili, who wandered through the Harz forests where he met Delia, the chaste Roman goddess of youth, energy and health. Through his dreams, the novel became an allegorical tale about the struggle of love and the dark side of the human soul. Without looking at our shadows, one cannot understand human reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Houses of Delia and Saturn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Margrét Harðardóttir and Steve Christer, the architects proposed by Professor Peter Cook and who are the founders of Studio Granda in Reykjavík, won the competition with a house where vices and virtues of every ordinary citizen were reflected. Their project interpreted Delia as the image of contemporary life - light and modern. They also decided to work on the presentation of the past - massive and primal. Although Saturn did not appear in the novel as a character, they introduced this god who, according to Roman mythology, represents the dark side of the human mind. He symbolises the idea that time creates and then obliterates its creation. Together, Delia and Saturn came, in that way, to constitute the symbols of life's ambiguity in the project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Based on these propositions, the project was divided into two houses: the delicate 'House of Delia' which became the family dwelling and, one much smaller in scale but heavier, the 'House of Saturn', the guest accommodation, which was built in stone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When entering from the street, the red sandstone of the 'House of Saturn' put s a shadow on the visitor. After walking underneath the corner of Saturn, the wall is replaced by unexpected twisted and knotted topiary trees. The strong fragrance from flowering plants intensifies the crossing of a bridge to the main entrance door of the 'House of Delia' through which a glimpse of the distant forest is seen. Delia is a very light and lively building, with its exterior constructed with a play of cedar sticks varying in thickness, twisting and turning gently. Their density on the north side reminds us of Poliphili roaming in the German forests. It is like a testimony of the confusing world and the agony through which his mind went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Inevitably, the two houses are entwined by their circulation systems. In Delia a spiralling route winds from the basement to the roof terrace. As it passes the entrance hall it is cut by the path from the street gate, which has passed under the shadow of Saturn. It is as if everyone must pass under his shadow because without Saturn, Delia would not exist. He is her ancestor and she rests on his outstretched arm, fragile and light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The novel "was a magical device for manipulating a straightforward brief on an extremely difficult site", explains Studio Granda. Although the main concern of the family Koening was to meet all the practical considerations, the architects also engaged them in a lyrical play through the characters of Delia and Saturn. In this way, from the consideration of the dual nature of the human being, they built a house that could well be for any of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Photo credits: Norbert Miguletz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Captions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a. Margrét Harðardóttir (b. 1959) and Steve Christer (b. 1960), architects, founders of Studio Granda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;b. An engraving in the book shows the hero, Poliphile, wandering through the forest of emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;c. House of Delia: a- living room, b- dining room, c- kitchen, d- entrance hall, e- cloak room, f- guest toilet, g- stairs to garden, h- void, i- stove, j- laundry chute, k- facility wall, l- terrace, m- statue of Janus. House of Saturn: n- study, o- library, p- toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;d. The House Aktion Poliphile consists of the 'House of Delia' and the 'House of Saturn'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;e. In Delia a spiralling route winds from the basement to the roof terrace, a private space where the family can enjoy the view of the landscape and sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ccff; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13480333-111890704627927204?l=storiesofhouses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;What can a lover of sailing do when her family inherits, not a pontoon, but a landlocked site in the countryside on which to build their home? With this question, Aude Perrault - wife of the architect of the French National Library in Paris, Dominique Perrault - explained the dilemma she faced when thinking about building a new dwelling inland. She longed for the freedom that she felt while sailing, and wondered whether the land could provide the same feeling of grand spaciousness as the sea offered her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The house as a boat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Aude Perrault, besides being an architect and sharing an office with her husband, had a true love of boats and the sea, and has for years taken part sailing competitions. She inherited 4000 square metres land in Côtes d'Armor, north of Brittany, with a limited view to the sea only in the winter days when the ancient oak trees on the site lose their leaves. Despite such a landscape, she asked herself whether her house, "could only be a boat?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;For Aude, the soft lawn was as the curve of green tide to which one continually adjusted one's self. These waves in the land - the small hills that moulded the landscape - might even hide any view of the house. She took this analogy further, comparing the existence of a dwelling on this site to a boat in the sea, "that appears and disappears once and again according to the caprice of the swell."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;With the house disappearing into the ground, its architecture would also disappear. It was like recuperating the primitive notion of the house, in a way, as a shelter in the landscape. Precisely that feeling had to be felt from inside the dwelling, the same one as of living in nature listening to the whispering sounds of the leaves of the oak trees or, in summer, of the sea when its sounds were brought nearer by the north-easterly winds. Merging the house with the environment, in other words, would offer Aude that sense of freedom that had originally inspired her : the idea of a house as a boat surrounded by soft waves of the landscape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Living underground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Dominique Perrault's projects have increasingly concerned themselves with valuing landscape as the linking element between architecture and nature. Following that line of thought, the design for his own family's house brought him to experiment and to question whether contemporary man could live underground, whether it would be possible to propose a return to the primitive cave as the original human habitation and in doing so, to understand the emotion of living in close relationship with one's surroundings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When did history of architecture begin? The first prehistoric shelters were not manmade -they were caves found in nature and ready to be inhabited, although they had first to be wrested from other predators. Since then, more than a million years have passed. They were times when people were still unaware of architecture, if one understands architecture as ambition to create an environment different from the natural order. Nevertheless, if one considers architecture expressing the act of making places for ritual use, it describes one of the basic human needs. The inhabitants of the caves lit fires in the entrances to keep them both warm and avert animals, they cooked meals in the interior of these caves, the prey that they had hunted, while the most inner recesses came to be reserved for the ceremonies of life, death and afterlife. They pushed further and further back into the cave - using the area in an increasingly sophisticated manner according to its function. In other words, prehistoric man transformed caves into architecture through use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Dominique Perrault began his dwelling by excavating the land in order to embed the house in a hill. The fissure was a perfect rectangle of long proportion - 400 square metres of emptiness in which to accommodate the various rooms of the dwelling. The only facade is an enormous glass wall almost 50 metres long running along the entire length of the building and opening completely into the garden. Behind it is an immense living room, which can be modified through a series of mobile screens that create the desired space for each moment or activity. The only permanent construction is a container - consisting of six bedrooms, a kitchen, dressing rooms and bathrooms - which is placed in the most interior part of the space. Daylight enters to this inner area of the house from skylights made as if they were cuts in the grass on the roof.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;At that point, the house and its surroundings are undividable, or as Aude liked to say , it was as inseparable as the touching surface between the hull of a boat and the sea. When at last, she and Dominique were contemplating the model of the project that presumably would answer all their questions, he asked himself: This house, is it really a house?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Captions for illustrations:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;1. Dominique Perrault (b. 1953), architect. (Photograph: Marie Clérin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;2. Villa Saint-Cast (1993-1994). This house, is it really a house? (Photograph: Georges Fessy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;3. With the house disappearing into the ground, its architecture also disappeared. (Photograph: Georges Fessy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;4. The house inhabits a 400 square metre rectangle. The only construction in its interior is a container with six bedrooms, a kitchen, dressing rooms and bathrooms, to which one has access from the immense living room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;5. The enormous glass wall of almost 50 metres is the only facade and can be opened completely out to the garden. (Photograph: Georges Fessy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;6. A view from the kitchen towards the garden. (Photograph: Georges Fessy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ccff; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13480333-112093346366889006?l=storiesofhouses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carlo and Leontina Bianchi were close friends of the Swiss architecture student, Mario Botta, when he refurbished an old flat for them in the village of Genestrerio, Switzerland. In 1971, after recently finishing his studies, Botta was asked by the same family to design a new house, but this time in the countryside of the Ticino Canton, at the foot of Monte San Giorgio, overlooking Lake Lugano. Although the brief was very similar - a low budget house with rooms for a couple with two children - the process of thinking this new house was very different. In fact, it was now like building a house starting from the roof.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vernacular architecture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;At the north of the old fishing village, Riva San Vitale, the site is at the end of a small road that ascends along the mountain slopes towards the border of an extensive wood. It was a beautiful land of 850 square metres covered with tall chestnut trees, which Leontina Bianchi inherited, set on a steep hill that lead down to Lake Lugano and faced the impressive Monte Generoso between the peaks of the Lombard Prealpi which are usually covered with snow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Characteristics of this region were the clear volumes of old buildings that raised over the trees as traces of human marks. Apart from the 16th century temple in Riva San Vitale, there were once plentiful old "Roccoli", or traditional bird hunting towers. Later, although many of them were destroyed, some were converted into weekend houses. It was precisely this combination of astonishing nature and basic construction which gave a special quality to the area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nevertheless, during the last century, the land along the small road which ended in the Bianchi's site, had suffered by indiscriminate planning development. Consequently and from the very beginning, Mario Botta's main concern was to propose a house that would mark the limit of the careless expansion of the village as a means of protecting the woods. Due in part to Botta's protest with his powerful architecture and shortly after the completion of the house, a new urban planning regulation declared the environment as a green belt and, hence, no further building construction was approved in the area. This is the reason why this house stands alone in its protected landscape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Acknowledging that with building one transforms nature, Mario Botta insisted on committing himself to build a pleasant and human space. Evidence of this dialogue are in the posters from the Ticino Tourist Office which shows images of Swiss landscapes with Botta's architecture. In the case of the house at Riva San Vitale, he reinterpreted the vernacular type of tower to protect the landscape, together with answering his friends' wishes of both enjoying the views of the lake above the trees and by having a strong contact with the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Building the landscape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;From the old road that reaches the site at its top, a thin metal bridge leads to the house which is formed as a 13 metres high by 10 metre square tower. The 18 metres long gangway emphasises a separation from the land and reveals the house as an observatory of the surrounding landscape. The feeling, when crossing the bridge towards the house, is of entering into the landscape, and one's eyes extend beyond to the church of Melano, at the other side of the lake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Since the house is organized around a central staircase, its spiral circulation faces different views. From the entrance, and in descending order, there is a studio and an upper terrace on the east overlooking the lake and the mountains; the parents' bedroom with its spacious terrace facing south to the meadows, and then, below the floor with the children's bedroom and playroom. Moreover, all the bedrooms are open to a triple height space, so they communicate visually to each other and to the spaces below, including the kitchen and living room. Finally, there is a cellar and a big porch that opens directly to the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The house is like a carved volume with four elevations which responds to the surrounding environment: the lake, church of Melano, the meadows, the woods, and the old access road with the green. Each aperture in the facade frames a specific view and expresses Mario Botta's belief that architecture is the design of a location. Therefore, his facades are not simply a question of decorating the exterior surface of a building. They express a relationship of the interior of the house with the surroundings, the movement of the sun, or the direction to an existing historical construction; they have a geometry that corresponds to the abstraction of the surrounding landscape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Captions for illustrations:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a. Mario Botta (b. 1943). (Photo: René Burri)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;b. Old "Roccolo" characterise the Ticino region.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;c. The walls consist of a double-layer concrete blocks unplastered and painted white only on the interior, the floors are terracotta, and the bridge is an iron frame painted red. All of them are simple and common materials that reappear in the construction with the quality of treatment elaborated from Botta's old Professor at Venice University, Carlo Scarpa. (Photo: Antonio Martinelli)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;d. The house is a carved volume that responds to the surrounding environment. From its more than 1000 cubic metres only 220 square metres are inhabited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;e+f. The interior of the house is the exterior landscape. (Photo: Alo Zanetta)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ccff; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13480333-112150449185373590?l=storiesofhouses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;When the Second World War was imminent, the political situation became unbearable in Italy for many. Due to his Jewish origin Dr. Nino Rogers found himself in that situation and was obliged to emigrate to London from Florence in 1938 with his wife Dada and their five year old son, Richard. They left their good status behind, reflected in their home in La Marmora Street with its exceptional view over Brunelleschi’s dome. Thirty years later, just before Nino’ retirement, he and Dada asked their son Richard, who was by then an architect, to design a small house for them in Wimbledon. Richard Rogers took the commission as a unique opportunity to recover the radiance of their former house in Italy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Rogers family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Dada’s and Nino’s flat in Florence had a huge roof terrace with a spectacular view over the city. They owned a collection of wood and marble furniture designed by Nino’s cousin, Ernesto Rogers, who also had been forced to leave Italy. He was one of the founders of the highly respected practice BBPR who were the authors of Torre Velasca in Milan and he was also the editor of the magazine Casabella continuitá, which aroused international debate on the notion of history and the city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Unable to transfer any savings from Italy and despite the fact the Nino became a doctor at Surrey hospital, the family’s first home was nothing like their previous home in Florence. It was reduced to a boarding-house in Bayswater which Dada tried to avoid by walking with her son Richard “in a desperate search for a view” in Notting Hill and Holland park. After the boarding house, and despite Dada’s original insistence on something modern, they bought a house in the Surrey suburbs, a typical piece of 1930s English housing with a grand frontage and white cement-rendered walls. Nothing more contemporary had been available.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rogers’ House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Richard’s parents came from a wealthy upper-middle Italian family. Dada’s aristocratic family was highly cultured and resided in their houses up in the hills surrounding Trieste. Her son Richard never remembers her showing prejudice against the new, “she loved bright colours, new forms and new materials. She created pottery, which recalled the bottles in the still live paintings of the Italian artist, Giorgio Morandi, furnished her home with Bauhaus type furniture which was very different to the post-war traditional English setting and at the end of her life she always wore design clothes by the Japanese fashion designer, Issey Miyake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Foreseeing a retirement in the late 1960’s, Nino and Dada Rogers wished for a small and flexible house on one floor. Richard’s father intended to continue a degree of medical practice from the house and his mother needed a small studio for her pottery. Besides being economical, the house should be designed for quick construction and low maintenance. But apart from fulfilling functional requirements, Dada wanted a house with flair, in contrast to their suburban villa which she had never been able to love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;In 1967, the family found a site close to Wimbledon common in a garden dense with trees and plants. In order to make use of the whole site and to gain a maximum privacy, Richard – with his wife Sue Rogers who collaborated as a sociologist- arranged the house on a grid with a studio forming a protective courtyard in front and a green landscaped garden beyond. A steel structure was used of 14 metres span portal frames. The side elevations consisted of insulated sandwich panels - a plastic core sealed in an aluminium skin - joined with neoprene, a technology that had been developed in the USA for refrigerated trucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Industrial elements and new technology were used here by Richard Rogers in order to create a flexible and personal space, something which recalls Ernesto Rogers’s rhetoric in Casabella continuitá about creating human spaces where the ‘new’ and the ‘old’ meet. This subjectivity was partly achieved from Richard’s knowledge of his mother’s love for strong colours. He used vivid yellows and greens in the steel frame, the kitchen island unit, blinds and sliding walls. But furthermore, through the completely glazed front and back facades, the green light from Dada’s garden was able to flow through the house and illuminate her pottery, Eames chairs and pre-war furniture designed by Ernesto Rogers – a marble and wood dining table, a set of dining chairs, a floor lamp and a wonderful dressing table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Rogers’ house is a place where history and culture of one family communicate. The last photo we know of Dada shows her warm smile full of life and conviction that in her new home she had gained the light and amplitude that she left behind in Florence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Captions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a. Lord Richard Rogers (Florence 1933) received international prestige as the co-creator of Centre Pompidou (1971-1977) in Paris with Renzo Piano (Photographer: Dan Stevens, Rrp)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;b. With the exception of the house for the artist, Spender, the previous work of Richard Rogers lacked colours. All of them were white, like the famous Jaffa house which Stanley Kubrick had chosen for his controversial film A Clockwork Orange (1971) (Photographer: Richard Bryant, Arcaid)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;c. The green light from Dada’s garden flowed over the entire house. (Photographer: Richard Bryant, Arcaid)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;d+e. Rogers’ House in Wimbledon, designed in 1967, was the building that represented British architecture at the Paris Biennale that same year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;f. Dada Rogers (1908-1998). (Photographer: Ken Kirkwood)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13480333-112601689952835297?l=storiesofhouses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Each species of wood has its own very distinctive and unique qualities. From the texture and density of the grain, to the wide and varied colours which are available to use as flooring. As no two pieces of wood are exactly identical a bespoke colour and pattern is formed every time a wooden floor is laid.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The variations such as the knots, colour variations and the characteristics of the wood are unique to each species, all of which are also influenced by the amount of sunlight, soil type and climatic conditions in which the tree grew, which is why each plank cut will be different.&lt;br /&gt;
For solid wood flooring a hardwood needs to used if it is to be long lasting and able to withstand the rigours of consistent use. Softer woods such as pine can also be successfully used for flooring, however, in high traffic areas it may not be as versatile or durable as hardwood.&lt;br /&gt;
The style and design of a wooden floor can vary as much as the wood itself. Planks, more commonly referred to as floor boards are typically four inches wide; strips are between two and a quarter and four and a quarter inches wide and are the most common type of wood flooring; whereas parquet tiles can all be used to create a variety of designs and patterns within a wooden floor. Each of these different styles can also have bevelled, square or micro edging which offers a different visual dimension and overall effect once the floor has been laid.&lt;br /&gt;
The grade of the flooring is determined by the amount of variations in colour, grain patterns and amount of knots between each plank or strip cut. The grades are used to help consumers choose the colour and type of solid wood flooring they'd like, as well as being an indicator for costs as grade 1 flooring will undoubtedly be more expensive than grade 3 flooring.&lt;br /&gt;
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This offers a clear floor with few knots in each strip or plank.&lt;br /&gt;
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The planks or strips will be of a &lt;b&gt;Grade 1:&lt;/b&gt; more consistent colour, offering a beautiful natural appearance which is characterised by the straight lines of the wood.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Grade 2:&lt;/b&gt; This grade of flooring offers more variations in the colouring. There will also be knots, along with natural worm holes. The grain of the wood is more defined and visible which offers a unique character to this grade of flooring.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Grade 3:&lt;/b&gt; The colour variations in this grade of wood flooring are notable. The planks will also have large knots and natural character marks. This grade of flooring is ideal for those who wish to add a rustic charm to their home.&lt;br /&gt;
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These three grades of solid wood flooring will each provide a distinctive look to your home. &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ukflooringdirect.co.uk/"&gt; UK Flooring Direct&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; will be able to provide advice as to which grade, colour and wood type will best for a particular room in your home.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/133/6247/1024/7.jpg" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/133/6247/130/7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;An old farmhouse in the mountains of Switzerland, which for generations had belonged to an alpine farmer's family, had been passed on to their direct descendants. These descendants, now living in the city, approached the Swiss architect Peter Zumthor in 1990 to modernise the house for their holidays, yet "without loosing its magic".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Parallel lives of house and family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Gugalun means "looking at the moon". It is a name of a house built by farmers on a northern slope in Grisons canton in Switzerland. Its long life, originated from 1709, has been linked to the serene life of the successive generations. Nowadays, the direct descendants of this family have a very different life, characterised by the speed of life imposed by having both their work and their house in the city. Even though their life was so radically different from the one lived by their ancestors, the contemporary family wished to maintain the history of the family and house when spending their holidays there. It was this reconciliation with the memories of the house which was the magic that Zumthor was asked to preserve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Life in the Swiss canton was characterized by an austerity which still is present in Gugalun House. The method of construction was typical of Grisons tradition of knitting massive wooden beams. It was heated by a primitive hypocaust, a Roman technique of a central heating system which relied on a wood fire and the circulation of warm air that heated the house by means of a big stone stove. All of these qualities of Spartan austerity brought an appreciation for timeless values. The clients summarised this sense of time, in explaining to the architect that the family had to light the fire and to wait for the water to heat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The magic of the proposal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The project by Zumthor for the conversion treats all these features with respect. The access to the house continues to be the same steep short path that the farmers traversed on foot. Entering the house, and sharing a copper roof, only those things that were considered to be missing according to contemporary standards - a modern kitchen, bathroom and toilet, two rooms with larger windows and an additional hypocaust - were added. The choice to juxtapose, rather than to integrate the old and the new, presented itself from a respect for the building's original characteristics and techniques. In ten years time, when the sun will have darkened the new wooden beams knitted with the old ones, we will be able to see how this goal was achieved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;From being in bad condition and less historically significant, the old kitchen became the place for intervention. Here the necessary enlargement of the building volume was made into the hill side, thus enabling the living room, looking on to the valley, to maintain its original location. Also the interior is juxtaposed where one room interlaces the next. The ground floor was conceived as a sequence from the old living room to the new kitchen, crossing the corridor that contains the new staircase. In the first floor, two bedrooms, one bathroom and a reading room were added like concatenated spaces divided by sliding doors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;An intense feeling of time is present in this house; in the direct contact with nature, in the architecture which evokes the inhabitants' way of life and in the accurate detailing of the joints between the old and new which Zumthor manages to communicate by his sensitivity and his early training as a joiner. In the same way the descendants recuperate the sense of the family's way of life, Zumthor has managed to build an extension to a house which in time, will grow naturally into being part of the form and history of the place, just as serene as looking at the moon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Captions for illustrations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a. Peter Zumthor (b. 1943). (Photographer: Hélène Binet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;b. A photograph of Gugalun House and family in 1927.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;c. In ten years, when the sun will have darkened the new wooden beams knitted with the old ones, one will be able to see how this goal was achieved. (Photographer: Henry Pierre Schultz)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;d. Ground floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;e. First floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;f. Interior view of the living room in the old part with a stone stove. (Photographer: Shigeo Ogawa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;g. Reading room on the first floor. (Photographer: Shigeo Ogawa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13480333-112755602494291613?l=storiesofhouses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Space for the family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This large family had a land in Kawagoe, a small town on the outskirts of Tokyo where the accelerated speed of city life gives way to a calm landscape of greenhouses and rice fields that extended along the river Shingashi. In a Japanese context, it is a privilege to possess a land that can contain a house of more than one hundred square metres. The client having such an opportunity, decided to maximise, the significance of the communal space in the house where the different generations could communicate and relate to each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Also, being part of the client's culture, one could argue that Shigeru Ban, took as a starting point the traditional Japanese meaning of the word "dwelling" - symbolising the roof as a gateway between heaven and earth. Consequently, the roof expresses the atmosphere of the place and it is precisely by the ceiling that people's thoughts have generous space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Even more so, the delicate floor in the traditional Japanese house is understood like a platform which forms part of the furniture. It implies a magnet state similiar to that of walls in Eurpean dwellings which we tend to sit against. In Japan the main pole of attraction is the floor and where one is seated rather than standing or walking on. The way of life in the Japanese house is motivated by movements that cherish the floor, leaning against it or even moving about it on four feet. The floor also gains attention with horizontal lines, the sliding doors and movable screens, as well the black lines that frame the places where things happen. This list of elements directs the viewers' attention to the floor as a place of communication.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Between the floor and ceiling, the foundation for people's dwelling lies in the spiritual. It is the place where the soul is nourished without any distraction of ornamentation or external influences - an idea that derives from Zen Buddism and the belief that knowledge is obtained through reflection and insight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;A house naked of partitions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Working within the concept of different generations fusing their lives, Shigeru Ban came up with a translucent shed-like structure containing a single common space in which private areas were reduced to a minimum. Private spaces for each member of the family are organised by four mobile, cubicle bedrooms. The three generations thereby shared a house which took reference models so opposed as the room of four and a half tatamis - the basic unit of traditional Japanese architecture - and the loft - a summary of a residential ideal, occidental and metropolitan, that renounced partitions in the interests of greater spatial amplitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The open-plan and neutral space of the shed can be organised and transformed as needed by moving the bedrooms, they even can be drawn out to the garden through the large window on the western facade. With them, and by emphasising the movement of the cubicles by making their wheels highly visible, the surface of the floor reinforces its quality as a place of communication.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;On the opposite end of the house, next to the porch that serves as the parking area, the bathroom, laundry and a dressing room are drawn together. All the clothes of the family members are stored together to avoid the use of wardrobes that would impede the movement of the cubicles. The kitchen is placed at one side of the shed and separated from the common living area by way of a curtain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;With a similar appearance as the greenhouses nearby, a translucent enclosure was designed to protect the family's privacy and to avoid unwanted glances from the access route. The exterior of the wooden framework which forms the structure is clad with corrugated translucent plastic reinforced with fibreglass, while the interior facade is covered with cotton fabric fixed with Velcro to make it easier to clean. The problem that Shigeru Ban was faced with was to find thermal insulation, which permitted the light to filter through. Once more following his interest in introducing new materials in the building construction, and by practising with colourful materials such as wood splinters and remnants of recycled paper, he decided to fill the cavity left between the two planes with polystyrene shaving that in Japan is used to pack fruit. The only requirement to make this product suitable was to have to saturate it in a liquid that held back fire and to enclose it in transparent vinyl bags that were sealed and nailed to the wooden structure. With the exception to the cubicles, which were constructed with brown corrugated carton, the interior of the whole house enjoys the same milky white light that characterised the old houses with screens made of rice paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;In the same way as the traditional Japanese house is not thought as a permanent dwelling but a place where the inhabitants stay temporarily until their situation changes, the Naked House is designed as a one space which describes the course of time like water in the river that never stands still and takes on enumerable forms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Photographs: Hiroyuki Hirai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Captions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a. Shigeru Ban (b. 1957), architect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;b. The neutral space of the shed can be organised and transformed by moving the bedrooms, which even can be drawn out to the garden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;c. The Naked House (2000) is surrounded by rice fields by the river Shingashi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;d. According to traditional Japanese culture, people's thoughts have generous space by the ceiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;e+f. The evolution of the house throughout the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;g+h+i. Polystyrene shaving, a substance very much used in Japan to pack fruits, was adopted as a building material to achieve enclosure that was both translucent and isolated at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13480333-112937488712509791?l=storiesofhouses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;In 1962, Mrs. Vanna Venturi commissioned her son, Robert Venturi - then still a young and promising architect - to design a house for her in the Chestnut Hill neighbourhood of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. This house, although being one of his first constructions, soon became a platform from which Venturi reached an international acclaim. The Vanna Venturi House has served as a reference for contemporary architecture evidenced by the fact that one can find more than 5.000 written reviews that show the house as a protagonist of a fierce debate about the sources of architecture at the end of the 20th century.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Besides having visited the house, we approached the architect's office - as we usually do when writing an article for Stories of Houses - with the hope that Robert Venturi might enlighten us as to the architect-client relationship that he maintained with his mother while designing the house. We promptly received an e-mail from his public relations department confirming that Mr. Venturi liked the approach for the article and that he was writing a text for Stories of Houses. His generous collaboration is not surprising since Venturi has always felt a need to give value to the taste and experience of the clients, equally as to the typology of their houses. His expressive and emotional letter is published here below:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;VANNA VENTURI HOUSE for Stories of Houses, by Robert Venturi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My mother was an amazing person who grew up as a member of a poor immigrant family in Philadelphia and who could not finish high-school because her family could not one winter afford a coat for her. But she had a wonderful school teacher known as Miss Caroll who admired her, continued to educate her and became for my mother a mentor and an exemplar. My mother worked for $4 a week at John Wanamaker's Department Store and then for an interior designer where her interest in art and architecture could develop. She became when young a socialist - voting for Norman Thomas as Presidential candidate every time he ran - and she eventually became an expert on Bernard Shaw and the Fabian Socialists of England; when I was young we often attended Bernard Shaw plays at the local Hedgerow repertory theater. And she was a pacifist and became a member of the Society of Friends, i.e., a Quaker - along with my father. Both she and my father loved architecture and interested me in architecture at a very early age - and our house had beautiful furniture which I still cherish - and many books on architecture, literature, history, philosophy. (My father, a fruit merchant, also could not finish high school because of family poverty but he had many friends as architects - one of them designed a store for him and another, a warehouse - each a famous architect in his time.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My mother's house was designed for her as an elderly widow with her bedroom on the ground floor, with no garage because she didn't drive, and for a maidservant and the possibility of a nurse - and also as appropriate for her beautiful furniture which I had grown up with. Otherwise she did not make demands on the architect, her son, concerning its program or its aesthetic - she was beautifully trusting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I have written of the house as modern but also as referential/imageful - as a generic/iconic house - as not striving to be original as architecture, but to be good. It connects with ideas of mine of the time involving complexity and contradiction, of accommodation to its particular Chestnut Hill suburban context, to aesthetic layering I learned from the Villa Savoye, its pedimented roof configuration derived from the Low House of Bristol, Rhode Island, its split pediment derived from the upper pediment of Blenheim Palace, and the duality-composition derived from the Casa Girasole in Rome, and involving explicit applied elements of ornament.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;But it is a modern house; my mother enjoyed living in it and also entertaining the many young architects who visited it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Captions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a. Robert Venturi (b. 1925) architect. (Photo: J.T.Miller)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;b. Mrs. Vanna Venturi in front of her house which looks conventional at first glance, and as it appeared illustrating the argument of Venturi's book, Complexity and Contradiction. (Photo: Rollin LaFrance)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;c+d+e+f. The interior spaces are complex and distorted in shape as well as in relation to one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;g. Venturi's mother had beautiful furniture in the living room, a place where one could also see the staircase and chimney compete with the central position in the house. (Photo: Rollin LaFrance)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;h+i. The present owner emphasised to us that the light had special qualities in the dinging room when it pierced through the layers of snow that had fell on the window on the upper floor level. (Photo: Rollin LaFrance)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ccff; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13480333-113129319749240022?l=storiesofhouses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;When the Dutch architect, Ernest Mourmans, commissioned his friend and colleague, Ettore Sottsass, to design his house, he wanted to introduce him to his two beautiful collections. The Mourmans family owned a number of art works and a collection of endangered birds, both of which obviously required special attention in the typology of the house. By merging together these two different collections, Sottsass was able to propose a dwelling which goes beyond being a mere house for a collector. The house is really a house embodying the image of the collector himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The connection between Mourmans and Sottsass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Despite living in two different countries, it did not prevent the architects to work together for years in designing furniture. Ernst Mourmans, who owns one of the few existing galleries that actually produce design, received drawings from Sottsass and was then in charge of solving problems, like finding a particular thickness of stainless steel or where to get cast bronze legs done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;As a result of this mutual understanding for design, it was only natural that Ernest played the role of the site architect for his own house. He had bought a large site of 1.100 square metres in Lanaken, a small town on the Belgian side of the Dutch border of Maastricht. Situated at the periphery of the town at the edge of a wooded landscape, it was an ideal setting for his collections. Following the same method of working, Mourmans sent Sottsass the brief for the project in 1996, a list for what was going to be a spacious house with five bedrooms and studies, a library, four garages and a swimming pool, besides his wish to incorporate his collections. Having understood the complexity of the project, Sottsass elaborated the drawings and instructions which he sent Mourmans so that he himself would materialise his own house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The merging of rare collections with life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Looking for means to approach this unusual cohabitation of life birds and works of arts, Sottsass designed a sequence of interconnected pavilions, instead of following a more common approach of a rectangle with separate rooms for each collection and an attached aviary. In that way, he managed to interweave different constructions and even managed to produce, visually, a fusion between the exterior and the interior, between the different collections and the everyday life of the family. The pavilions have views and access to the outside from the ground floor where the living room and bedrooms are arranged. In the upper floor from the kitchen and library, which are placed above the master bedroom and living room respectively, a visual fusion is also maintained. The terraces open to the garden, trees planted inside the ponds and semi circular glass aviaries attached to the house, all form a part in helping the architecture to merge with the different collections and so that the family too can interact with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Extraordinary materials&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;In order to differentiate the pavilions, Sottsass used local materials on the outside such as colour glazed bricks, metal roofing as well as ceramic tile cladding and slate. In the interior, he played with unique materials in each pavilion; blue Brazilian marble for the large gallery and entry hall, exotic natural woods for the wardrobe walls, custom made ceramic tiles for the bathrooms and kitchen, rare marble for the fireplaces, bleached wood or fibre-laminate for doors and lemon-wood staircase for the living room. All these materials were extraordinary and were chosen for much of the furniture that Sottsass, and his collaborator Johanna Grawunder, designed for the house, perfectly integrating with Mourmans's art collection. Furthermore, his collection became even bigger when he commissioned different artists to create special art pieces to complete the house. Among them was a mural for the swimming pool by Helmut Newton, a bed designed by Issey Miyake, a Flavin light piece and a wall painting by Francesco Clemente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;With this house, Ernest Mourmans and his family fused their lives with their collections. The birds and the objects, which could belong to a national park or a museum respectively, gave shape to a house which showed how its inhabitants gave value to sharing and participating with their environment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Captions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a. Ettore Sottsass (b. 1917) architect and the founding father of the Memphis group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;b. Sottsass made a sketch of the house which seems to show how to build the mind of the collector.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;c. The terraces open to the garden, trees planted inside the ponds and the glass ivories attached to the house, help the family to interact with the different collections. (Photographer: JEAN-PIERRE GABRIEL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;d. Ground floor of Mourmans’ house (2001): 1. Entrance, 2. Living room, 3. Study, 4. Master bedroom, 5. Bathroom, 6. Ivory, 7. Terrace, 8. Bedrooms, 9. Gallery, 10. Library and living room, 11. Garage, 12. Swimming pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;e+f.  A series of interconnected pavilions allow the cohabitation of so diverse collections. (Photographer: JEAN-PIERRE GABRIEL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ccff; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13480333-113238926863162261?l=storiesofhouses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Bathroom  curtain blinds  can be found in varied colors depending on one’s taste.  One only needs  to determine the size of his/her window and set off to  purchase.  However, some aspects still need to be considered even with  the bathroom  curtain blinds. The bathroom interior colors and design  need to be kept  in mind so as to have a blind in a color that is  complimentary. The  advantage that blinds have over bathroom curtains is  that they are easy  to work with. Fixing and cleaning them becomes  easy. The most popular  blinds are roller blinds that are easy to fix  and clean, in comparison  to other types of blinds.&lt;br /&gt;
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The use  of bathroom blinds still involves  the use of fabric that needs to be  taken care of. Since the blind’s  purpose is to provide for privacy and  keep off unwanted light, the  fabric used in the blind needs to be that  which serves the purpose  well. The blind can however accommodate  different fabrics employed.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;In order to materialise architecture on the basis of operating by agreements, “an exhaustive knowledge about the life and belongings of the neighbour - to link with his private world -, is necessary.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The work initiated in 1989 but has no fixed completion date. It started with the City Council showing interest in renovating a deteriorated neighbourhood in the centre of Granada known for prostitution, which led to Juan Domingo Santos receiving a commission to renovate one of the old brothels. Observing basic principles of community life, the architect sought to generate the project from the neighbours’ interests. By negotiating about parts of their dwellings, a game was established which allowed all members to enjoy spaces that they had been longing for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Living in a community&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The houses in the neighbourhood San Matías are known by its names or nicknames drawn from particular features or physical defects of the prostitutes who owned them (La Remedios, La Pepinica, La Cabezona). Domingo Santos was commissioned to work on a small patio house owned by the Cripple, located in the narrow street Calle Álvarez de Castro just 1, 15 metre wide, and next to houses owned by la Remedios, Carmela of the Dead and a tailor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If one is able to ask the neighbours for a cup of sugar or pinch of salt, to water the plants or collect one’s mail while on vacation, Domingo Santos asked himself why not to go one step further and ask, in the same natural manner, if one could borrow part of their living room or some other spaces they were not using but which one felt really necessary for one’s needs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Historically, against the common thought that dwellings are closed and isolated entities, the medieval city offered its houses the possibility to grow and adjust to the needs of the inhabitants. Asking permission to enter one’s house through a neighbour’s patio or share the laundry line became the rules for a game of exchange proposed by the architect and which received a great enthusiasm from the neighbours. They collaborated with a list of things they would like and what they had to offer in exchange. Legally supervised by lawyers and the architect, the base for this negotiation lay in the exchange of spaces and architectural elements without financial compensation being permitted. The result became an agreed construction that encouraged a communal feeling and traditional way of extending one’s house. As Domingo Santos stated, “it was allowed to build up or down, to the right or left. Any movement was possible if only there was an agreement.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Establishing agreements for the houses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;In a letter written to us, Juan Domingo Santos meticulously described the intrinsic process for the exchange: The Cripple’s house, which was the catalyst for the whole procedure, had a small shed that was next to a patio. Adjacent to her, la Remedios lived in a house with a beautiful 19th century patio, with stone columns and wooden beams. To make her dream come true of owning this type of patio, the Cripple proposed to la Remedios to incorporate the patio to her house so she could use it as a walkway or a right of way. As an exchange, the Cripple would create in her new house a passageway next to the patio to benefit the house of la Remedios. It would be arranged in such a way that by uniting, they were connected to two streets at the edge of the block of houses, merely by crossing this passageway-patio space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The solution was interesting for both parties, now that it made an elastic zone, which had up to then been very tight and difficult to access. Another agreement they came to, was to join the first two floors of each dwelling (very small) and to gain a larger floor space which could be rented out and thus, they could obtain an income that separately would have proved impossible. The benefits of this co-ownership were shared, depending on the degree of participation. Later, Carmela of the Dead, decided to participate in the exchange, after seeing the economic success and reward that these connections suggested for the houses (which enlarged substantially their surface through their patio). She offered her patio to form part of the passage which, in this case, connected to a square to which it faced. The result was very intriguing because the city, besides the movement through its streets, also possessed internal movements across its patios of different owners and, although being private, having the doors always open, any passer-by could make use of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;To add to this exchange, the Cripple left part of her roof to become a sightseeing spot over the cathedral, which would benefit Carmela of the Dead, and she in turn freed a room with views towards the square for the Cripple. The result of all these changes permitted the Cripple, who originally had owned a small house, between neighbours and with a small patio without interests but with magnificent views over the cathedral, to finally share a traditional patio from 19th century Granada and one room with a view towards a square, with windows over other patios. La Remedios, in all this affair, also had a favourable result, the access to her patio had been improved, which up to then had been disconnected, and she had managed a change of ownership with Carmela of the Dead in a neighbouring house but closer to the centre, which she had been looking for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;“This game of exchanges and cessions has been left fractured partly because Granada’s town hall has bought the house of Carmela of the Dead to accommodate a few offices temporarily. As this occupation will be temporary, the Cripple, Carmela of the Dead, la Remedios and I are waiting for its removal to reinitiate this story. Disgracefully, Carmela of the Dead, paradoxes of life, was murdered by a client and let’s just see who is going to be the next owner whom we will approach to incorporate into the game,” said Domingo Santos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This is an extraordinary project, which has emerged from the citizens’ conditions. Without a doubt, negotiation, as a concept, is already an architectural element. With it, new architecture is created which shows a special consideration towards its habitants, and refuses arrogant postures that have broadened the gap between society and architecture. In fact, as Juan Domingo Santos has confirmed to us, the expectations of San Matías neighbourhood have meant that many brothels have been bought and a change in profile in terms of inhabitants has begun to be felt in the recent years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Captions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a. Juan Domingo Santos (b. 1961) architect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;b. The project for these neighbouring houses accepted the present and its contradictions as a point of departure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;c. The elements, which have been interchanging during the last 15 years, include patios, a room with windows facing the square, views from a terrace towards the cathedral and the opening of windows over private patios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;d. The house of the Cripple was materialised bearing in mind the interests of the neighbours and the interpretation of the traditional patio house in this neighbourhood. For this reason, light is very important and creates changes in the space during the passing of sun- and moonlight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;e. The spaces were resolved without internal divisions in order to continue producing occupations or invasions of the neighbouring houses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;f. All the plans are open, with the staircase in one of the corners, as in the traditional patio houses of the neighbourhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ccff; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13480333-113519682227499911?l=storiesofhouses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;To integrate a house with its built environment does not assume a superficial mimic of the geometric forms that surround it. This house incorporates them in its form by reinterpreting the notion of dwelling by the Atlantic Ocean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;An author of prestigious architecture in Europe, Asia and America, the British architect, David Chipperfield decided in 1996 to design his family holiday house in a small fishing village in the North of Spain. It was in Corrubedo, the same place the legendary Spanish architects Manuel Gallego and Alejandro de la Sota used to spend their vacations. It was a place in front of the wild sea and unique dunes that represented a complete contrast to their hectic urban life in London.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Corrubedo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Both Chipperfield and his Argentinean wife Evelyn Stern had long been attracted by Spain. During the 10 previous years they had rented an accommodation in this small village in the south of Coruña region. Corrubedo, with only 726 inhabitants attracted thousands of visitors every summer who savoured its fresh seafood, fished sea-bass and bream and enjoyed its national park with a huge mobile dune of extremely fine sand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Looking for a site for sale, the couple at last found one, like a gash in the main street and only a few metres from the sea. Although this first line of houses that was built in the 60’s had the possibility to open up towards the sea and the other side towards the urban life of the main street, due to the forces inherent in the sea the houses demonstrated a typology which displayed a preference for the city. All of them open their windows and balconies towards the street, however, they felt the need to protect themselves from the sea and thus reduced the openings to mere vents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Having his own family as the client, Chipperfield enjoyed an exceptional freedom. Yet, for him, much freedom impelled him to redefine the working rules: What was to be interpreted? Rather than being concerned with a style or a shape, it was more relevant to think about the architecture from the inside of the house. That is, to reflect on the human condition and personal relationships that determine architecture, the connection between the inhabitant and the experience of the building. From the beginning, as with all his design work, Chipperfield therefore focused on creating spaces which situated the individual in relation to simple domestic rituals – having breakfast, reading a book, cooking and contemplating the sea. The architecture would become a setting without attracting attention, yet its presence should be felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #77bbcc; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Absorbing the powers of the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The sea became the central element for interpretation; its power and attraction should be enjoyed to the utmost during the family’s vacation. Consequently, and to the contrary to its neighbouring houses, the interior spaces of the dwelling must focus towards the bay and the harbour, protecting its privacy from the main street with a practically closed facade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The house is elevated in four levels. A few metres from the beach, a ramp leads from the rocks directly to the children’s bedroom, rooms that resemble ship cabins. Above this floor is the living room, located such that a glass wall affords views out across the sea. On the floor above are more bedrooms and on the top is a terrace which, protected by the study, protrudes towards the Atlantic ocean like it covets the very essence of the sea. Any enclosure which might obstruct the vision is dissolved on the roof terrace where the family prepares a barbeque as if on a deck of a boat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The memory of the village lies in the life around the ocean. In this setting, it is the sea which is the element that comprises the link between the past and living in the present. This powerful natural force also determines the exterior of the house, the selection of materials and the layout of the interior spaces. The solidity of the stone, which forms the base of the house, is reinforced by the weightless glass on the next floor, a sense of lightness which becomes more intense until making the house evaporate on the roof terrace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Further responding to the sea, the house by Chipperfield manages to integrate itself with the same neighbouring buildings that had protected themselves from it. The house maintains harmony with the heights, materials and colours of these houses in the main street but instead of repeating their geometrical forms, it incorporates them through irregular lines which respond to the ever changing surface of the water and which accompany the skyline of Corrubedo’s front. It is a project which is born from incorporating the reflection of the visitor, the architect and his family in showing the attitude of being “a part of and yet apart from” their environment. For Chipperfield it was not a matter of inventing new forms but forming a dialogue between the place and the newcomers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Captions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a. David Chipperfield, architect (b.1953) (Photography: Nick Knight)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;b. The holiday house in Corrubedo (2002). It took four years to be built due to hard climate conditions. (Photography: Hélène Binet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;c. From the living room the awesome sea is observed, sometimes surprisingly gentle, which has attracted the attention of many poets, painters and artists. (Photography: Hélène Binet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;d+e. The Atlantic architecture, different from the Mediterranean, encloses itself in order to protect the inhabitant when the weather conditions are hostile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;f. The use of modern technologies like aluminium façade systems that incorporate a high performance thermal break and sealed joints allow one to open windows when faced with the extreme Atlantic climate. (Photography: Hélène Binet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ccff; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13480333-113743078134624972?l=storiesofhouses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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