the train is leaving

coca-chamber copy

The isolation chamber is a device for equal treatment in work. The space incarcerates the architect within it, the same architect that arrives before/after everyone else (the night shift?), and who is then only judged for the material that pops out of the attached plotter. The services in the office rotate. One day you are here, the other day you’re somewhere else.

Or, in plain words: you work here, but no-one knows that it is you working.
(Conceit at its most minimal?)

Something else:

oyexterior

oyinterior2

A space for meeting-as-confrontation, where the only light comes from the zone of conflict: the shared table, dividing space, but not completely; uniting space, but not completely.

Countdown-to-jury soundtrack!

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