I have built in quiet fields
where the land already speaks.
I listened to walls made of earth and time,
to paths worn soft by footsteps
long before mine.

I have built in quiet fields
where the land already speaks.
I listened to walls made of earth and time,
to paths worn soft by footsteps
long before mine.
Here the design was a whisper,
a frame for a story already being told.
Simplicity was the strength.
Context was the teacher.
The place became the architect.
I have built in restless streets
where nothing stays still for long.
Timber and canvas,
a shifting ground,
a space alive only in the present.
Mistakes became markers,
and change carried the plan forward.
Flexibility turned into form.
Energy filled the gaps.
Life happened in the in-between.
Both places taught me
to trust the land and the moment.
One asked for patience,
the other asked for courage.
Together they shaped a way of working
that belongs to no single place.
A way that listens,
a way that bends,
a way that lets the world
build itself.