Again, the evening starts at Storefront. My second home, as Raju calls it, woke up from its winter sleep, and susprises me with the intensity of its program. two events a week, screenings, discussions, sometimes voluntary newsletter-foldings. I feel like returning to a betrayed place, lost somewhere behind. A refreshing 20-25 minutes walk from the DCP, I like to launch the evening with a visit at the Kenmare Street. This time a French-Italian couple, Louise Lemoine and Ila beka presenting their film about the afterlife of Koolhaas’s Bordeaux house. Afterlife, because we often forgot about buildings after they’re completed and filled the pages of all important architecture magazines. The film follows the daily trajectory of the building’s cleaning lady, who definitely is the persion who spends the most time in the house – more than in her home – and knows surprisingly lot about its functioning and mechanics. She doesn’t understand it all though – she smiles about the fancy, snobbish but apparently impractical features. In another video, Koolhaas himdelf comments on the video: “What we see is a clash of two strong concepts. The architect’s concept of the house with the cleaning lady’s vision.”
