Left hand Right hand
(LhRh)
Will you continue to act like a victim or take responsibility for the rock you carry around? We must learn through our playful mistakes to continue on, conceptualising rather than concretising what we understand.
We are alive. Why must our buildings remain dead?
Left hand Right hand (LhRh) is folly architecture. Such work holds more experiential significance than the purposeful act of climate-controlled dwelling. One can have a richer experience with folly architecture than with striving for comfort.
Do we need to experience more of less because we now have more of more?
LhRh is an expression of the joyful sadness in guilt, shame, and remorse. This building and idea are for those who have come to a crossroads and have no desire to continue with their same patterns. LhRh takes different directions and helps us grow up, again, separating the old behaviours through enduring the unwrapping of subscribed material identity: the things we are told we are meant to be.
An 8m3-architectural gift allows you to live outside the box. Verbs are used as objects to construct an iterative space, while cloth drapes and retracts without your help, driven by chance and no-reason. It is dual space—the cocoon and the rest of the building—reflective of past adaptions with a lack of boundaries.
Now, the only shelter from trying to manage and control is you yourself inside a rebirthing room-womb. Inside, there are constant layers of suffering humbly being removed to get to the fool's gold of inner wisdom.
The space is a place for understanding what is out and not completely grasping what is in. LhRh creates an expanse where empathy can be enhanced through complete acceptance of internal negative attributes. This building and idea connects with others through the paradox of being self-centred.
This action appears like comfort in unease, joy in fear, and the inseparability of pleasure and pain. It is a revolving and wrapping space that acknowledges inner shame and guilt, a place that mirrors its occupants until they can love it back. You need to learn to be smitten with this built fabric. You will rediscover resilience.
LhRh unifies dichotomies, discrepancies, and disgust into an equation of 1+1=1.
It is the illumination of isolation grasping ghastly at the ontological pinnacle of peaks and troughs.
Subdued attractive repulsions subtract fractured puncture notches, punctured notch fractures, and notched fracture punctures. The next movement is the lively grotesque inharmoniously unifying additions of branching nested intersections, intersections of branched nests, and nesting intersected branches.
Architecture is meant to stand up and keep the weather out. LhRh does neither. This is not a nice place to live. No one is going to like living here. The goal is to become comfortable with the uncomfortable. This place is going to make you grow up. It is the compassionate manipulation of loving abuse.
Implicated is a longing to have gratitude for feeling disgust, a desire to be loathingly familiar to others, and to embrace the inner darkness as a whole and healthy place.
