Throughout school, I would think about what I had to add to a site. Using site analysis to inform additions to an existing world, instead of becoming a part of that world.
Now I begin to ask: what can I find in this site? What is it waiting to tell me? What is buried underneath years of use? What is this building trying to be? Instead of telling the building what its and what it ought to be, I will listen to what it already knows.
Architecture is not ours; it belongs to the past, the present and the future. It is made up of moments. The ones buried underneath us in another world, the ones we see with our own eyes, and the ones we can bring to light.
In a city so focused on renovation, I can see the entire world as pieces of history that must be respected, studied, understood and preserved, but not left alone.
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