TALES OF MAKING SPACES | AND A LIFE | IN ITALY
This journey started in 2019 when I set off to build a modern, deconstructed farmhouse in a sunflower field on a hillside on the border of Tuscany and Umbria. Follow in the adventure alongside this project as well as others we’ve embarked upon in the area.
staking claim
As a follow up post to the previous “on my land”, the reason for walking the land that day was to make the final plot map before the final closing.
We met the geometra at the site mid-day when he did the final measuring, and plotting of the land points.
on my land
So today I walked the span of my land.
my land (well technically I walked it 4 hours prior to it officially becoming mine).
but still…
il plastico
“quando posso venire per riprendere il plastico”? The engineer was calling to find out when he could come by and get ‘il plastico’ before the next city commission meeting.
favorevole con prescrizioni
We have passed one of the biggest hurdles thus far in this process. A week ago today the city commission finally granted the go-head and I think a collective sigh was heard amongst the entire group of people involved.
there is more
there is more.
there is more to this than a house. than bricks and stones.
than a view.
ancora 2 mese
and yet it's been another 2 months (plus) since the last post which was titled "2 more months". We are now winding down September already and have just been passing the time, not idly mind you, but passing it nonetheless in regards to the house situation.
2 more months
And just like that, 2 more months have passed. In the world of Italian bureaucracy (and I'm sure I'll find out the same when it's actual Italian house-building) months pass like days and seem to have the same meaning. I think the foreign vocabulary of time increments go from minuti, ore, mese, anni. Giorni, and even settimane, weren't extended membership into this exclusive time club.
a nice reminder
I was in Florence the last couple of days going through the seemingly unending list of immigration paperwork, bureaucracy, and house updates. Julian sent me this photo of the lot from yesterday at sunset. The wheat glowing green above the glistening lake.
plots on a computer
Several days ago I stopped by my architect, Claudio's office when I was in Florence to drop off a few things. When the other head architect on my project, Annalisa (who I absolutely adore) saw me she excitedly told me that they're working on the 3D modeling* for the house and would I like to see it!
concrete below my feet
The past few weeks have included talk of materials - what the main components will be. Mostly the technical details are in the hands of the architects and engineers discussing the various layers in the walls, the spacing of the air ducts, underfloor heating, drainage systems, blah blah.
p.s. what actually is going
p.s. It's funny how my last post seemed complete, but only in abstract terms. So to really update about what has been "going" on, I'll add my 'post scriptum'
it's going
Not everyone knows yet about this project. This blog (although only 2 posts) is still private, and only those people I've happened to run into know about it at this point.
what's in a name
I'm still deciding on the name of this blog. this process. this house.
For now I'm calling it 'agra dolce'.
agra for the feminine adjective of "sour" in Italian.
and dolce for "sweet".
and so it begins
And so it begins.
or (re)begins.
I've been here before
and yet it's all very new.