Wednesday, August 20, 2008

- E Q U U S -

There were three main ideas that I worked with when designing a house for my client 'The Horse Trainer', these were wrapping, verticality and form. All ideas were spawn from the notion that his work life and home life produced two completely different personalities or 'characters'.  One an ambitious, focused, confident, champion, dedicated solely to training and especially winning.  The other a carefree, humble, romantic, very much in love with his wife, his entire world.  These two personalities speak out through the designs of each of the four houses creating a structural extension of himself rather than just a space for living.

HOUSE ONE // The Creeping Vine

Box like structures, organizing each of the 12 units in order of importance to the my client.  At the heart of the house is the bedroom, almost completely enclosed and with the most protection out of any of the rooms. My client views this room as the most important as it is where he spends the most time with his wife.  All units are encased within a 'creeping vine' structure which represents my clients yearning to protect his wife, his precious jewel.  The open areas of the house as well as the rooftops are areas in which he spends alone [bathroom, study and tower] he views these units as less important than the ones in which he spends in company, therefore they are open, more dangerous and less protected.





HOUSE TWO // Rapunzel's Castle

A single path that winds through a series of [again] box like structures which begin to twist and warp as the path unfolds.  At the front of the house the path as well as the rooms are all very square, right angled, clean and precise, this represents my clients working personality, his public self, straight forward, focused and strong.  Rooms located in the front of the house are the study, tower, and bathroom and this is the area at which he first advances upon when coming home from work and the last area he moves through when leaving for work.  As the path progresses the house begins to move up off of the ground and areas can only be reached by proceeding up staircases, as the house comes to an end the final space, highest above the ground, is the bedroom.  The warping of the box like structures represents his home personality, his private self, carefree yet filled with passion for his wife.





HOUSE THREE // Superman's Ice Cave

Similar to 'Rapunzel's Castle' this house is organized in a very straight forward manner towards the front and gets a little crazy towards the back.  The idea for this structure was again protection of his wife as represented by the sharp blades surrounding the the heart and soul of the house, the bedroom, living space and kitchen.  This area contains minimal fenestration and can only be reached by passing through the rest of the house [study & bathroom] there is no back entrance, similar in many way to a fortress.  Located to the right of the entrance is my client's 'tower unit' it is separated from the rest of the house and compared to all the other rooms has no protection whatsoever.  His wife does not use this room, therefore it is of no importance.





HOUSE FOUR // The Conch

The most simple of all of the houses, The Conch gets its name from the conch shell, a object with a hard outer layer that is compartmentalized from large to small and wraps over itself protecting the inside.  The outer walls, roof and passageway on the right represent my clients protection of his wife and the rooms are organized in order of importance [rooms in which he shares with his wife large and protected at the back, to rooms in which he spends time alone open to the outside and at the front].



Wednesday, August 6, 2008

THE HORSE TRAINER


The crack of dawn, his alarm chimes, frost sparkling on the front lawn.

As the cold pricks his skin the heat radiating from his wife’s body, kept secure under the bed covers, leaves him feeling frustrated and longing for just a few more hours of rest.

A shower and a hot coffee do nothing to take the edge off.

No time to complain though, nobody awake to complain to anyway.

His aim, his stables down the road, his location, three steps from his front door.

Hesitating whilst reaching for his car keys, in this moment his feet feel like the perfect transportation. 

As his shoes pick up speed on the hard bitumen, the icy air is stabbing at his lungs.

Discomfort, and then, blood starts pumping, temperature increasing, muscles unstiffening, mood uplifting.

Stop!

He has arrived, closing his eyes and leaning to catch his breath, the aroma of hay, grass, wood, leather and animal fill his nostrils.

He didn’t just leave home, he has arrived.

Memories of his first visit to the track with his father when he was a young boy come flooding into his mind.

Paper covered concrete, evidence of many loses, bookies busily, stressfully, commanding their totes, punters rushing for last minute odds, desolation and triumph, the gamble, the rush.

A weekly ritual, a great lesson, the first step in something that would later become a lifestyle.

The gambling world is filled with stories of devastation, of broken homes and of punters gambling much more than just their money.

Fortunately his is not one of these.

It is through the misery of others he learnt that when it comes to chance there is no guarantee.

Work hard, give it your best, and when you’ve done that, don’t stop, prepare for the hurdles of tomorrow.

That is how you guarantee the win.

His horses, he loves like they were his children, and when you have so much passion for the game, you could hardly call how he spends his day work.

He is the trainer, the hero, the champion.

He is dedicated, focused and disciplined.

His horses are winners, he goes home each night full of pride.

If only he was a morning person...