Bonsai Tree Houses.

(…) In 2004, I built a tree house. It was an extraordinary experience, combining architecture, sculpture and botany. During this weightless outing – between heaven and earth – I put my finger on a notion I’d been revolving around for a long time, without fully grasping it: the absence of intention. To build a tree house is to practice architecture without any particular intention. What’s more, the purpose of such an object is unclear: living space, dream space, sculpture, necessity of use? But the essential specificity of this project is that it cannot be thought out in advance. It is established day by day, according to the horizontals and verticals offered by the structure of the tree, and thought twirls from branch to branch to build its coherence. Every gesture is opportunistic, and premeditation has no more distant horizon than the next day.