Raw, monolithic and polished, the new head-end building stands in the suburban quarter of Berlin Rosenthal-Nord. In addition to the ‘remettre’ (stabling, placing, feeding) which was the original use of the carriage house, family living and the work on sculptures now extends three-dimensionally in the new structure.
A double-height hearth gathers people by the fire. Here, the realization, accurate to the last joint, lets the raw material play autopoetically into the room. Low-budget and unexpectedly, the half-finished product enters into a dialogue with the users – Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a house in Berlin.