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2022.02, Kintsugi Apartment, Milan, IT
‘Well, in our country,’ said Alice, still panting a little, ‘you’d generally get to somewhere else — if you ran very fast for a long time, as we’ve been doing.’
‘A slow sort of country!’ said the Queen. ‘Now, here, you see, it takes all the running you can do, to keep in the same place.
If you want to get somewhere else, you must run at least twice as fast as that!’”

- Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking Glass
‘Well, in our country,’ said Alice, still panting a little, ‘you’d generally get to somewhere else — if you ran very fast for a long time, as we’ve been doing.’
‘A slow sort of country!’ said the Queen. ‘Now, here, you see, it takes all the running you can do, to keep in the same place.
If you want to get somewhere else, you must run at least twice as fast as that!’”

- Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking Glass
2020.12, House Cinsc – A retreat among the peaks, Varzo, IT
The knowledge of the laws of functionality and the artistic respect of our imposing and little known heritage of healthy and honest rural architecture, will perhaps preserve us from academic repercussions, will immunize us against the bombastic rhetoric and above all will give us the pride of knowing the true indigenous tradition of Italian architecture: clear, logical, linear, morally and even formally very close to contemporary taste.

Giuseppe Pagano, Guarniero Daniel. August 1936
Architettura rurale italiana
2020.01, A Home for Readers, Milan, IT
"... someone could have shown us other destinations, other routes, disregard a path already taken or even tell us that "all of these roads here are mine", but we know that the world of wonders is still possible, in the choices we allow ourselves to make, in not being afraid to put our trust in the field of taste and preferences, in the process of personalising, or thinking that perhaps a home is not forever, but forever is rather the memory we keep of it"

- Flavia Fiocchi.
"... someone could have shown us other destinations, other routes, disregard a path already taken or even tell us that "all of these roads here are mine", but we know that the world of wonders is still possible, in the choices we allow ourselves to make, in not being afraid to put our trust in the field of taste and preferences, in the process of personalising, or thinking that perhaps a home is not forever, but forever is rather the memory we keep of it"

- Flavia Fiocchi.
2019.11, Wunderkammer in Piola, Milan, IT
"Men never defied the arrows: in case they defied the animals that were killed by the arrows or in some way sublimated the idea of ​​killing animals or - more often than not - they defied themselves. But the arrows, as such, arrows remained until the ritual, for a kind of return journey, in sublimating the killing of the animal, did not take the arrow within itself. At this point (...) the design begins, which in those days meant to engrave magic signs or symbols on the arrows and so it continues; or even to give a special shape to the arrows ".

Ettore Sottsass, Molto difficile da dire , Adelphi, 2019
2017.12, House for an antimatter physicist, Milan, IT
When your client is a genius, you may be asked: how can we change the idea of an unhappy past, avoiding the tabula rasa? how can we make everything fit? a real kitchen, a room for conversation with a hearth, a reading room, a study with a map of the world, an alcove with a private bathroom, a two-seat Jacuzzi? Could we also add a bunk bed for the children (with dedicated bathroom of course) and a genkan (玄関) where one can leave ones shoes and walk barefoot?
When your client is a genius, you may be asked: how can we change the idea of an unhappy past, avoiding the tabula rasa? how can we make everything fit? a real kitchen, a room for conversation with a hearth, a reading room, a study with a map of the world, an alcove with a private bathroom, a two-seat Jacuzzi? Could we also add a bunk bed for the children (with dedicated bathroom of course) and a genkan (玄関) where one can leave ones shoes and walk barefoot?
2015.08, House in a eucalyptus forest, Cachagua, CL
"he who does not know the Chilean forest, does not know this planet. From those lands, from that mud, from that silence, I have gone out to walk, to sing all over the world"

Pablo Neruda, Confieso que he vivido, Seix Barral 1974
"he who does not know the Chilean forest, does not know this planet. From those lands, from that mud, from that silence, I have gone out to walk, to sing all over the world"

Pablo Neruda, Confieso que he vivido, Seix Barral 1974