The essential reason for being here is to be immersed in a 180 degree experience of the bay as it continuously transforms from mostly mirror-flat ‘lake’ to seasonally wild ocean. And to have these experiences while suspended over a correspondingly primal sea of fynbos that when agitated by contact releases an exotic, pure, raw fragrance.
Like drift-wood washed up on the shore, the house is as much from the land as from the ocean, resistant as fragile, smooth as weathered, permanent as transitory, offering a protected space on either side of it, whether the wind is coming off the water or the land.
Inside the driftwood hull, concrete, white, glass and light define a generously unpretentious coastal ‘palace’ with echos of Arabic East Africa, Goa and parts of precolonial Meso-America.
In the same way as 1950s modern equivalents built over the cliffs of Acapulco, the project has become a gathering space for more than family, a mix between a private sanctuary and a public space for sharing location and occasion.
Plettenberg Bay, Western Cape
SAIA Award of Merit (2008)