San Paulo is full of concrete structures which simply leaves me quite puzzled. These ghosts stand out like remains of giant beasts, ignorant of winds and rains. The functions of these massive scelletons are often not apparent, and many times I cannot tell wether they are in any kind of use.
I'm very fascinated by them. My mind wanders to another world where living beings occupy only spaces like these. What kind of lives would they lead? Architecture has the ability to change us and is always a mirror of life.
Is it maybe the dysfunction of the subject is mirroring your soul, where you can project your own project into the surfaces?
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