The most beautiful buildings are the ones that have been built through time, and the most beautiful memories are from childhood.

I use my own collection of memories, the things I have read and the places I have seen from childhood, and then try to make them accessible to others through architecture.

I am driven by memories. The memories of massive walls, narrow streets, alleys and the shadows which seemed to be erected to make their presence to the sun. Though the shadow was strangely mysterious, it seemed to be the refuge for the man walking in the heat of the summer.

The wall had created a shadow, a monster that contrasted well with the blazing light. I call it mysterious because the shadow at times was the most comforting element along the alley.