I received very sad and shocking news today. Robert Bruno died on the 9th December.
We were just at his wonderful house a few months back. It filled me with joy. Made me want to sit at the big window and have tea and sandwiches with him so we could talk about architecture, life, whatever.
Poetry can fill one with hope and the beauty of life and being.
Not to long ago I caught an episode of “Extreme Living” on HGTV that featured Robert Bruno’s home.
They went through the history of the home and its construction, most of which he did all by himself, and also spent some time on his relationship with his daughter who was also interviewed.
Not my cup of architecture/design but definitely my kind of heart and passion.