Architecture Struck Me Between The

Every Building Must Have... Its Own Soul.

I Try To Create Homes, Not Houses.

I Just Want To Make My Last Demand In Reverence To The Work Of What Has Been Done By Architects Of The Past. What Was, Has Always Been. What Is, Has Always Been. And What Will Be, Has Always Been. Such Is The Nature Of Beginning.

Just Think, That Man Can Claim A Slice Of The Sun.

I Sense A Threshold: Light To Silence, Silence To Light - An Ambiance Of Inspiration, In Which The Desire To Be, To Express, Crosses With The Possible Light To Silence, Silence To Light Crosses In The Sanctuary Of Art.