THE HIDDEN MEANING OF NATURE

BERNARDO RODRIGUES ARQUITECTOS

Projects

NEW/BUILT  HOW TO BUILD AN ISLAND

NEW THE FRAGMENTARY NATURE OF TRUTH

NEW  THE ECHO AND THE CIRCLE OF TIME

NEW/BUILDING  UNDER THE COMPRESSION OF LIGHT

NEW/BUILDING THE INTERIOR GARDEN OF MEMORY

NEW/BUILT  FROM THE DEPTH OF SEA TO HEAVEN'S MOUTH

NEW THE METALLIC TASTE OF CLOUDS

NEW  VOYAGE TO THE BEGINNING OF THE WORLD

GRAVITY GRACE IS MY LIGHTNESS

BUILDING THE SUDDEN STILLNESS OF LIGHT

THE HIDDEN MEANING OF NATURE

THE TRILOGY OF GARDENS

NON LINEAR HISTORY OF DREAMS

CREATION OF OPACITY

THEORY OF WINDS

THE MYTH & MOUNTAIN

VITREOUS BABEL

BUILT FLIGHT OF BIRDS

CONCRETE SPIRAL OF HISTORY

  BUILT PORTABLE SPIRAL OF HISTORY

THE ELLIPSES OF MATTER

OPUS MAGMA

OPUS LUSA

MASK & THE MIRROR

INFINITE MOVEMENT

ARCH & ORCHID

BUILT DOMUS IMPLUVIUM

MACHINA MUNDI

THE VEIL OF FAITH

BATHS AT THE CENTER OF THE WORLD

LABYRINTH & BUTTERFLY

THE SHELL OF TIME

BUILT CHAPEL OF ETERNAL LIGHT

CHAPEL OF THE SUN

CHAPEL OF THE SKY

FLOATING CLOUD

THE HIDDEN MEANING OF NATURE - IS CLEAR IN THE MIRROR OF THE MIND
Turistic residences and main house - Azoia, Portugal 2013 -

Client - Paulo Pulquério
Status - Execution project delivered to the client who is also Engineer and builder
Project Leader - Francesco Ugolotti / Collaborators - Marco Silva, Filippo Dozzi, Sofia Freitas, Weronika Siwak

On the promontory to the south of Cabo Espichel, just off Lisbon, facing the ocean and the Arrábida natural park there's a ruin near the end of the top platform and 3 smaller ruined houses, descending, accommodated to the path and the views of the marine sublime.

One could have seen Ulisses coming back from his journey. Or Icarus painted by Bruegel plunging in the waters. From here the path of Camões was truly visible, departing into a debaucherie trip of expelled bad blood coming back a beggar, a thief and a celebrated post mortem classical poet. Or Fernando Pessoa, as a child of 8, going to South Africa in a steam boat, returning a decade later to defy the warmth of Ulissinian sun with his projected second killing of Camões. Or the desertion of Portuguese Royal family to Brasil with all it's library on board and lices on wigs, returning with a lost empire, into the arms of the abandoned, the old and the cynical.

This ocean and these hills, earth and trees are a placid testimony of this human historical fictions. The fact that "things" happen is alien to nature. Happiness, suffering, hopes, plans, science, past and future, all abstractions to this army of the eternal and the incomplete.

In the early XX century Kurt Godel's incompleteness theorems destroyed the certainties of Mr. Wittgenstein double rational output. Rationality is beyond our true grasp.
For Tarkovsky in Solaris the ocean was the planet's human consciousness and in Stalker the abandoned green zone was the granter of the inner wishes of the visitors.
Nature with it's amorality and atemporal pathos as the captive of the true meaning of things.

As if the center of Plato's Cave is here. Azoia, south Lisbon, Ulissíada.
The fact that the house belonged to Portuguese Millionaire Champalimaud and is now to rebuild part of them in mirrored glass is an ode and irony to that nature of stealth wisdom.