Baden Historisches Museum

This article is part of the Hidden Architecture Series “Tentative d’Épuisement” , where we explore the practice of an architectural criticism without rhetoric and based mainly on the physical experience of the work itself. Este artículo forma parte de la serie “Tentativa de Agotamiento” , comisariada por Hidden Architecture, donde exploramos la práctica de una crítica arquitectónica ausente de retórica y fundamentada sobre todo en la experiencia física de la propia obra. The atmosphere is cool and damp. It hasn't rained all morning but, in the distance, dark clouds shiver in the wind. A group of middle-aged men talk in Italian outside the station. It's Sunday and the city is still quietly waking up, the air freshens the lungs as we breathe in. As soon as we set foot in Baden, we recognise the importance of the Limmat river throughout its history, a nervous flow that has carved out the basin on which the urban fabric is organised. El ambiente es fresco y húmedo. Aún no ha llovido en toda la mañana pero, a lo lejos, nubes oscuras se estremecen con el viento. Un grupo de hombres de mediana edad habla en italiano a la puerta de la estación. Es domingo y la ciudad se despereza todavía en calma; el aire refresca los pulmones al inspirar. Tan pronto ponemos el pie en Baden, se reconoce la importancia del río Limmat a lo largo de su historia, caudal nervioso que ha excavado la cuenca sobre la que se organiza el tejido urbano. A collection of nondescript buildings defines what appears to be Baden's main thoroughfare. Shops now closed will perhaps provide some urban activity to this area. Overhead, clouds drift across the sky in a brief sigh, giving way to shy glimmers of light filtered through layers of suspended moisture. A neutral, muted sun, fleetingly ignites some glass. Following its call, more and more people come out to meet us as we move towards the centre. Four men argue, now in Portuguese, in the corner of a bakery that remains closed.