The pavilion becomes a site for testing our relationships with time, nature and matter. The physical pavilion being just one of the manifestations in an intentional & crafted process that starts much before and continues long after.
Without complete access and re-clamation of our own time, we can barely pretend to care even to ourselves about the climatic changes and their global and local effects. The imagery is misleading; the rising trend line of a growth chart has moved beyond economics and penetrated into everything we experience, whispering promises of boundless abundance, including our relationship with time.
It's almost as if money and resources can sedate the clock for us, as if our seconds can count for more than they dare. The modern myth has us rushing to claim and feel everything in less and less time, and no matter the rush, we just don't have the time for the things we deem important for the world.
It's only with the fall of this myth that it seems possible to feel at ease with nature. Maybe it'll be easier to accept the many other ways of inhabiting time, beyond the time of an individual, seeing Life-Time across generations, and adapting our actions and movements slowly with knowledge and humility of a larger consciousness through time, (like trees, maybe?)
It's only with the humility of re-placing ourselves in the multitudes of existences in nature that newer paradigms of existing might start to seem obvious. Our very physical relation with the world might become apparent, the relation of matter and material — the finite and nuanced existence of matter that is extracted, processed, packaged, and sold as the material of our modern world, for our infinite "immaterial" digital era. We might see the error of logic and reason, the shortcomings of an individual consciousness.
The envelopes that hold the spaces of gathering, tread lightly on the ground beneath while channelling the water from above, back into the ground letting nature take its course.
The materials used become sites to test their behaviours of growth and decay, making evident the non-static and non-permanent nature of all matter
The envelopes that hold the spaces of gathering, tread lightly on the ground beneath while channelling the water from above, back into the ground letting nature take its course.
The materials used become sites to test their behaviours of growth and decay, making evident the non-static and non-permanent nature of all matter
notice a tree bark closely. notice the patterns it makes, is it smooth or flaky? touch it, what sensations does it create on your fingertips? remind yourself you're touching a fellow living being. one that eats, grows, creates offsprings, nurtures, nourishes, withers and finally dies. understand this closeness. watch the bark peel off its dead cells like a skin. notice its width, the number of years it has existed on this planet. compare it with yours. imagine all the atoms and molecules that make up this tree. imagine the tree as a temporary arrangement of these atoms in the vast timeline of their existence. do you feel small? remind yourself that you are also an arrangement of atoms that have existed way before any idea of 'you' ever existed. let this humility wash over you and wonder at this serendipity.