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Hermann Rosa would say that building one’s own house is the
most important experience a man can have. Or in fact, it is what
makes him a man.
This was how, by marking out the perimeter, digging the ground,
building the walls, pouring the living material of the cement
and combining the walls and stairs in a single shape, Rosa had
conquered his “own” space, with humility and enthusiasm.
From dawn to dusk, daylight, a close ally, passes through two
immense glass walls and joins the study to the garden.
Hermann Rosa had been searching for a peaceful space. He was
looking for the house that lives and breathes within you and me.
He had built it with his own hands, as if it were a huge sculpture
you could walk into and sense that revitalising experience you
feel when you contemplate nature and create. At number 89
Osterwaldstrasse in Munich, Hermann Rosa, born in Pirna in
1911, had built his studio armed only with his craft.
In 1960, the extraordinary German sculptor, son of a stonemason,
had bought a small piece of land not far from the green heart of
the city, and in the eight years that followed, he had designed and
built his studio there, a reflection of himself.
Everything within this magnificent building, declared a national
monument in 1988, speaks of a radical, ascetic artist who adored
Cézanne, Giacometti and Le Corbusier.
Atelier Rosa
BIBAMBOLA SOFA, MARIO BELLINI - TOBI-ISHI SMALL TABLE, EDWARD BARBER AND JAY OSGERBY
