A LIL' BIT OF CONCRETE

I know I haven't been putting a lot of architectural works in here, and I'm supposed to balance up work and play, but fuck it, making robots is a whole lot more fun than makin' buildings..Hahaha!! But I did promise to post the progress of my Pet Project Bungalow. Now that I have some time today, here's some teasers..

Presenting, Datuk Nakhaie Ahmad's Residence in the making...

The last picture was taken last week, and the house is scheduled to be completed around early next year.. So, keep tuning to this blog for more updates.

A LIFE AS A HOUSE

To be frank, I've almost given up doing architecture. The flame burning is too small to even make any difference. The architecture "industry" (that's what the masses call it now. What a joke) cares more about making money than anything else. We manufacture buildings now, opening catalogs and selecting styles for the clients. They chose, we build it for them. There is no more intimacy between an architect and his building. 
 Last evening, I went to see a friend, and he poured fuel to my dying flame. Hope is not lost. We will stand and fight! Bring it on!

Melodrama aside, Pak Ndak's residence has reached 70% on the concrete works. I've never posted anything here yet. I guess it's about time to show something.

 

The 3d renderings of the house, courtesy of Qorun..



And here's some Sketchup views of the initial design...

THE THINGS WE ALMOST LOST IN THE FIRE...

It's good to have dreams. I dream every night. It doesn't really matter if it's a wet dream or a nightmare, as long as I know I can end the day with a dream. Last night, I dreamt about a really dirty toilet in my kampung and my mom and uncle forced me to clean it up. The idea of having filth and slime all over me woke me up. It gave me some time to visit the loo...

The story about last night's dream has little to do with what I'm going to show here. The only similarities they share is both of them revolve around dreams. This is my second Interior design commission and it's called Di (I just made that up..I don't really have an artistic name to it yet). The first commission was lost in a fire, well, almost. My old hard drive crashed and burned.

The line goes down from the wakaf ceiling to the concrete floor, into the kitchen and out to the dining hall, little by little leaving behind a trail of marks for those with the third eye to find.

The island countertop is probably my favourite piece, by the way.






By now the lines has taken shape. The boxes continues upwards to the Master chambers...


I didn't chose the color of the box. The client's wife did. But it turned out nicely. I wanted it to be raw concrete...


Try to look for the hidden door to the Walk-in Closet...

Photos by: RupaJiwa