A mood of serenity hushed with expectancy. The form must reflect this nascency, this ambiguous nascency representing neither life nor death but the originary of both.
A fusion of the rooted spatiality of the Romanesque with the dynamism of the Baroque which threatens to dissolve all form into pure movement.

The spirit is that of water, alone expressive of this primordial ambivalence. Its stillness only damned flow and its flow promissory of gathered stillness.

Curves, therefore, arches and vaults, but also still, flat reaches.

We must regard it as possible to ask for such an impossibility.


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