Nadine de Garam

This is a House that one will never inhabit and that compels us to travel within ourselves...

There is no opening; the gaze circles around it, searching for a way out without finding one. The stairways lead nowhere and force us to imagine everything… it is a passage toward the Infinite.

Sometimes a branch sprouts from the wall, the ultimate hope of a possible Life.
The materials are carefully chosen and worked. Earth and bronze bear the imprint of the gesture, like the memory of what once was.

— Nadine de Garam