'Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.'
- Leonard Cohen
I genuinely admire wondering around and inside brutalist buildings. where ambiances and materials make no didactic statements, where architecture challenges you, makes you ask questions and puts you in doubt. Brutalist architecture is not conceived with effort to be liked or understood. It’s like a photograph, with a capacity to mediate.
I am very fond of concrete and its raw, yet delicate earthy qualities. An imperfect material that doesn’t need to be polished or painted. Variable by the changes of daylight and shadows, and beautiful by its unpremeditated strangeness.