I help Ecovillages Listen to Their Land before they build on it. I'm an architect who specializes in bioclimatics, biophilia, permaculture, low-tech and off-grid.
My Dearest Galosh, I’m almost ready to let you go as well. Since we moved quite a lot in my childhood, I’ve never had a true sense of home. The only home home I know is the distant memory of the tiny red brick house covered in vine on Monsieur B's large property. We had been so happy there, my brother and I at least. (My father never quite managed the integration part. He was stuck on his love for his own home, in another country. On the people who truly understand him. No one really understands you silly. )
Porches and Nostalgia
On Monday I started working myself around some writing. My chosen topic was loose, but there was a direction: porches. So here it went. “The porch is an intermediary space. Intermediary spaces in architecture are a thing of magic. The space where different things meet. The boundary. They are places of possibility and ephemeral.”