On such a bright day, all I could think about was how the immense concrete mass that greets you slowly dissolves into slender supports, as if it were fading away just to touch the ground. Surrounded by such an untouched landscape, the contrast between architecture and nature becomes even more intense. The weight of the concrete longs to meet the grass. The scale of the building gradually breaks apart, allowing itself to merge with its surroundings. The grass seems to flow into the building, or perhaps the building simply opens itself to the landscape.
Sainte Marie de La Tourette, Éveux, France.