SINGLE MAN'S HOUSE
I have been ardently thinking of you. I am grounded now, in Los Angeles. I wanted to talk fairly about the way I live here. In the past I would upload every single moment of my life to the world, and render it accessible at any point by anyone, even you. Perceptibly the moments I would select were the ones I thought seemed happy or potentially interesting to the eyes of the observers. Now I have moved past my social addiction. Now I am single.
The built enclosed entity that I have devoted my everyday existence to is located at 6101 Mulholland Hwy. Los Angeles, CA 90068. I can practically come or leave through eight geometrically identical pivot doors. Indeed… they are all arched doors. You know my particular rudimentary amorous sense I have for arches. Each door differs from the other but simultaneously offers the same feeling when you enter or you leave. I have truly simplified my life to five or six actions per day. Every activity has been also interpreted and then translated architecturally or geometrically to satisfy my needs.
You know how much I love exercising my body on an everyday basis. So I dedicated myself to accurately designing a power tower based on my figure anatomy. The extra pieces resulting from the prototyping process were gold plated. I used them to create my armchair. Honestly it is not that comfortable but aesthetically…it is at least fulfilling.
I have faced some plights. I was not able to find that erratic red granite I have been infatuated with. Due to the large scale, the difficulty to bend and place it to the back of my kitchen units I decided to give up. I discerned that occasionally I am still a truant child. Besides, I ended up using the fresco technique. It was wonderful and sensational to craft the curved arches using wet lime plaster and then painting the exact same pattern of the granite. I used the original stone only on the cutting surface, because undoubtedly it is more resilient.
I also have a fish tank with one coral and one koi fish that I call “so handsome”. It’s so beautiful and so plain. It is a rather young fish, only 33 years old. They can live more than 100 years. It seems that there are 3 living organisms in here. I am not alone.
I am really happy after all.
I am not tossing you away
I am not giving up on you.
I desire to feel.
I hunted my own life.
We both needed a room to cry.
I am not able to change because there is nothing to change!
I am attaching seven photos, I captured them for you to observe my house and see more details. All except the angle that grasps the aquarium. Nevertheless, I managed to comprehensively capture my circular arched-shaped, sweet, dear home. The last house on Mulholland Hwy.
Eutychius, Los Angeles 2017
*Please read this out loud, slow and gentle while listening to the beautiful piece by Jules Massenet, Thais, Act 2: “Meditations”.
“This house is a house of a person that lives his life on his own. He is not in need of a lover. He is utterly obsessed with the way he himself thinks and lives. He is evidently heart broken. The city of LA was his last choice in life. He fabricated every single entity to match his needs. This might not be how everyone feels. Probably it is only how he feels, but this house is unadulterated.”