— Sited
Concrete, glass, and a thousand metres of silence.
— Light
Each house is placed to the light, never to the plot line.
— Arrival
You arrive as a guest of the landscape, not its owner.
A small collection of remote houses, built where the map runs out and the noise stops.
Concrete, glass, and a thousand metres of silence.
Each house is placed to the light, never to the plot line.
You arrive as a guest of the landscape, not its owner.
Every house sits above the weather line, where cloud moves below the floor.
Board-formed concrete, smoked oak, and unpolished local stone. Nothing that dates.
No neighbours in sight. No noise. No screens, unless you decide otherwise.
Stay a week. The house asks nothing of you and gives back a great deal.