the Architect

We do not know where is the boundary between normality 'of a thing and the love you feel for it;

the own passions are like the delicate petals of a rose, that you need to cultivate, knowing that might have alovely color, but also that could fly at any moment without having the hope of getting it back in your hands ..

and so what i study..

Architecture ..

maybe for me it's everything I'm searching in my life.

and perhaps it's too much to say but' I find nothing more remarkable in the world of being able to design solutions for people.

Not in a political way, or practical.

It's a human fact that involves the realization of a man's dream that you build with your ideas.

There are people dying for their house, there are people who defend their own house and this is the highest expression of human understanding to be able to build a house for one person.

It creates friendship. confidence is created.

You create emotions, you create security. Privacy is created.

It creates spirituality... you create a building where you are allowed to meditate.

When you are faced with a blank sheet of paper and you're just aware that your pencil will go'to draw even a simple library, you know that that building will be' “the building” for many people, will be 'a place to socialize, friendships will born in there,love will born there,it will create culture, it will make possible the ideas of many.

It's a matter of great responsibility, the Architecture.

must be made with the heart, the Architecture ...

because it's the passion and love of a person... a lover.

A lover who will not care about celebrity or richness.

This lover cares about to know that, what he's drawing, will be a project that will recognize his light, his hope, his emotion, his love...

...and only this lover, the Architect, will be 'able to love like that.