“…life is a luminous halo, a semi-transparent envelope surrounding us from the beginning...”
- Virginia Woolf
The glass house...one of the most intriguing structures ever designed. As creatures of humanity, it's in our instinct to hide the most vunerable parts of ourselves. So, why do some choose to live completely exposed? It's a beautiful mystery.
Fascinating not for what they include, but for what they leave out, glass dwellings are meant to challenge nearly every conventional definition of domesticity. Pared down to the essentials, there is something intimidating to people about the restraint such an existence would demand. Still, the appeal of all that diligence, that precision is practically narcotic.
I often dream of glass houses. Perhaps this gives insight into my subconscious, or maybe I just find beauty in simplicity. Either way, there is a part of me that knows deep down each of us longs to be seen and understood completely; and that our lives are not meant to be hidden away, but lived in revelation and transparency. Just like my dreams, a glass house, is at the very least, a metaphor for seeing "clearly".
Be inspired...and lucid.