“Sky of a fainting blue – beneath, a slap of whitewash. Reverberation of sun and the bluest blue, the whitest white. Cubes, geometric lines, animal light that trembles and vibrates like the wings of a cicada.”
Raul Brandão in “Os pescadores”
Empty plots of similar shapes and sizes are aligned along a golf course, setting a frame for new urbanization of detached houses. Nothing was built. Due to the degree of uncertainty regarding future constructions, the house becomes introverted.
Vilamoura . Portugal
Window to the Future
Ricardo Oliveira Alves