Ross, people may be more inclined to listen to you if you introduce basic English into your writing style. Misspelled words, missing punctuation, and run-on sentences just don’t do it for me, personally.

“Some “altitude” changes might have been nice”
Why? do you want to trip the client and break his neck? That goes even too far for me.

“I particularly like the lighting”
Hidden up-lights look like a crematorium and should be banned for light pollution.

“Reminiscent of the Barcelona pavillion of Mies”
Yes, you are right, it reminds me of Ludwig … just like a t-shirt reminds me of him. We all think of him, when we look at this box and it should make us sad. We should be sad that history has not been kind to his great legacy, if it is doomed to live on in these crypto-functionalitic rectangles. Did he not teach us anything? were we not paying attention? Ludwig talked his entire life until he dropped dead about the essence of architecture, about creating possibilites, about the near-far and the idea of the wall… but most of all, he explored the idea of being generous. Compared to the richness of his ideas, this building looks like flatworld.
Isn’t it time that we accept that Ludwig Mies van der Rohe is dead, instead of stubbornly digging up his soulless body to put it on display? In the pictures I see a lot of veneer, which is the perfect metaphor for what I am trying to say.

“And taste must be quiet, quiet”
One MUST never do anything, one MAY do anything. Designing a house is about making things possible, not impossible. We have all done it from time to time, defending the status quo .. . yet this is the perfect example why one should not talk about architecture, one should DO it. Designing a house is not making a building, it is making a place. Exposing what is valuable, and ignoring that what is not. It does not adhere to pre-set rules, yet it has the ability to react to its tangible and intangible contexts. Architecture is about life, about dreaming and making the fantastic real. About making something that has never happened before and that will never happen again. We have all seen the past. It’s in the magazines. Let’s head for the future, please.

“Perhaps Rem Koolhaas is too loud”
Well, Bilsalem, at least you have the decency to think. For all of you who had the balls to critique this house’s lack of individualism and life, please take a long hard look at yourself. Stop conforming to what I have already said and start thinking. You all should be living in this house. You deserve it.

But, oh, the living room: admittedly, it works, but we’ve seen it, I’m sorry — Frank Lloyd Wright was right about the fireplace: It truly warms and animates the space.

Where, pray, does delight burst forth? It is in the bathroom, yes. But only there?

There is the beauty of solitude in the hallway opening onto a framed, floor to ceiling view of the garden with the Giacometti style, female nude sculpture. Very nice.

The bench in the rock garden; set amidst the lively interplay of levels, planes and textures. Half-hidden, yet so near the street and the entrance; lovely.