Every now and then something on the Internet blows me away. It’s rare these days with sooo much content being created and shared every single minute, so when it happens it really hits me. Such was the case last night when my friend’s sister shared an article about architect Ricardo Bofill’s lifetime project, La Fábrica.
He acquired the abandoned factory, which dates back to the first period of industrialization in the area (Catalonia, Spain) in the early 70’s and has spent a lifetime making it into a work of art.
Seduced by the contradictions and the ambiguity of the place, we quickly decided to retain the factory, and modifying its original brutality, sculpt it like a work of art.
The result proves that form and function must be dissociated; in this case, the function did not create the form; instead, it has been shown that any space can be allocated whatever use the architect chooses, if he or she is sufficiently skilful.
Presently I live and work here better than anywhere else. It is for me the only place where I can concentrate and associate ideas in the most abstract manner.
I have the impression of living in a precinct, in a closed universe which protects me from the outside and everyday life. The Cement Factory is a place of work par excellence. Life goes on here in a continuous sequence, with very little difference between work and leisure.