Architecture draws upon the rituals of daily life.
Out of infinitely repeated movements, from one generation to the next, an experience of space — one could speak of a spatial wake — was born.
Building (or the practice of architecture) has largely consisted in providing a physical envelope to daily requirements, be they sacred or profane. What is now understood as “program” is nothing else than the set of constraints established by thousands of years of habits, in constant evolution.
By providing to needs and desire for familiarity, affective spaces are born.
Those from which poetry, soulfulness and at times beauty, emerge. Those we refer to by stating “they felt right”.
Beyond the problems it strives to solve (because ultimately that’s what it’s all about) the objective for architecture is to keep an affective link, hence societal, with our built environment and to be an interface with nature.
Without its poetic value, built space is only construction, without the science, sheer improvisation.
Thus driven and carried by intuition, architects serve their art.