I’m excited about connecting with others who love architecture as much as I do. My experience tells me there are many of you out there. Whenever meeting someone new, and that favourite of get to know you question comes up: “what do you do?” I still, after being an architect for 15 years, love how I always get such enthusiastic responses to my answer. It’s the sort of thing parking inspectors must dream of. I feel we all dream of having that perfect home one day, so when my answer lights up their faces, I’m certain they have briefly drifted off into imagining that perfect home of theirs… The conversation almost always then follows on to “do you watch Grand Designs?” I do, but that’s for a future blog.
In getting such reactions, I thought it a good place to start this blog with why the “dream home” holds such a big place in our hearts? I’ll begin with my theory and hope to hear your thoughts too.
For me it’s summed up perfectly in that wonderful Australian film “The Castle”. Amongst many great lines, the one that stuck with me most was from Darryl Kerrigan: “It’s not a house, it’s a home”. I’ve always felt there is a huge difference between the two. A house is made of bricks and mortar; it’s the physical entity that provides one of our most basic human needs, shelter. In contrast to this a home is how we make that shelter our own, and the emotional connection we form with it in doing so. More than a place to keep us and our possessions dry, it is a witness to our lives, and onto its walls are imprinted our memories.
Our homes reflect us. Whenever someone walks into your home for the first time, like it or not, they are learning about you. Our belongings, books, furniture etc we choose to have around us, is communicating your taste, who you are and what you are about. Some of these items, if special enough, may even end up “going straight to the pool room!”
I know when I move into a new house I find myself feeling very sentimental. Of course there is a great excitement of a new place to decorate and make mine, but it’s always mixed with a touch of sadness as to what I leave behind. I literally need to walk around and say goodbye to the home I am leaving, as for that time I spent there, it became a part of me.
This leads me to my passion and what I am all about, the positive effect great architecture, in particular great homes, can have on our lives.
I welcome and look forward to your contributions to my ongoing discussion, in this my virtual lounge room (north facing of course).