my love for modernist houses is never ending – a trait i share with my brother the architect, whose knowledge of architecture and rad homes eclipses any one i know. he also has an impressive encyclopedic reference for hilarious simpsons quotes, but that’s a story for another time.
this house is the kind of place i could happily spend some alone time in.
The place is of profound tranquility where after a day of rain and fog an intense light reflects in the stilled mirror of the majestic Hudson River’s deep waters. A place where twilights are a thousand colors as the water breaks into a thousand reflections. A place where the air is clean and calm, and mild. One could say a place that is very close to heaven. In this impressive place, we establish a plane, a platform that underlines the landscape before us, seeking to enhance it.
whoa, pretty much the most poetic architects ever.