Casa de la Alberca

This article is part of the Hidden Architecture Series “Attitude” , where we explore current works by contemporain architectes which, despite its differences regarding cultural or phisychal contexts, share a practical attention towards the social value of Architecture as a public structure. Este artículo forma parte de la serie “Attitude” , comisariada por Hidden Architecture, donde exploramos la producción actual de arquitectos contemporáneos que, a pesar de las diferencias manifiestas de contexto físico o cultural, comparten una atención práctica hacia el valor social de la arquitectura como estructura pública. And, as some background noise, the project of a house. Y, de fondo, el proyecto de una casa. We talk about the house while Cris offers us some chips. I meet Fran in my apartment. We light up the ground floor through a small patio, all gathers around. Shifted to the other side, so we can all sit on a nice large table. We squeeze it and fit the countertop in a wide window sill; the kitchen is within the dining room but remains outside. Almond trees in the backyard, just like in Héctor & Magdalena’s blue house. As the backyard is deep, we could refresh ourselves in a small pool. Summer days are unbearable here. It is called ‘La casa de la alberca’ from now onwards. An appointment with Fran to doodle and scribble ideas, later to untangle them along with Sebas & Cris. Sometimes the opposite happens, and the drawing is a tablecloth on which we propose nonsense while we eat peanuts in the kitchen of my small flat, which is now also Raquel's. Sebas relieves us of hunger with pretzels from his last business trip; Noemi treats us with homemade brioche. We visit their recently refurbished home and appreciate the lovely ceramic floor. ¿Is it going to be terracotta then? We weave and embroider it in ink. And glazed tiles for the patio, always green and blooming in everybody’s mind. And a pantry clad in salvaged mosaic tiles from the hall.