In a place where there is no Nature as we understand it, surrounded as we are by greenery and a total absence of desert landscape, architecture itself is turning into NATURE: no fakes and no imitations, just sculpted and shaped by the wind and storms like a desert rose.
It is a house but also an oasis. It is a piece of cityscape in a place where the city has almost no urban form. It is a crystalline concretion, a geological feature that becomes landscape in place of vegetation. Each building is the re-composition of a myriad different materials ripped out of the viscera of the Earth or its surface.
Here, more than ever before, marble, stone and the very conformation of the structures and facades combine to re-evoke the eternal battle between Man and the world’s entropy, the desire to rearrange space and matter into something meaningful again. And so, as a contrast between the intimacy of interior spaces and the emphasis and power of masses, the echo from a primeval cave can be heard ringing around luxurious modern-day life. Sometimes the contrast is only apparent, at other times it is openly avowed. Water is a type of material on a par with stone, marble can be more comfortable than fabric, and what seems to be introversion or closure can reveal unsuspected openings and vanishing points for both the eye and spirit. Hyper-reality and emptiness coexist.