I was just thinking about how the domestic realm can become a space of social encounter, and public space can be a site for intimate exchanges or even solitude. In your Yale studio, you’ve examined themes such as “Domestic Imaginaries,” “Housing: The Constitutional Right,” and “Domestic Realities, Urban Utopias.” I notice that my students are aware of their political role, but they’re also deeply aware of their burdens — financial, ecological, and otherwise. I teach in the U.K. and you teach in the U.S., where formal education costs a lot of money. But I do see future generations of architects responding to this notion of care across scales, rather than solely through the house as an experimental object, as was often the case in the 20th century.
I have never been able to think of architecture as an object — in fact, that’s one of the things that, at the beginning, made me doubt whether I was really an architect at all. I have always thought of architecture as a platform for life to evolve and exist and be. When you think of doing that as an art, it’s a different profession. I use geometry and proportions and materiality as tools for those buildings to exist, rather than as their definitions. That’s also embedded in what I teach: we need to think about the production of space in a very different way — at least I hope that comes across. Perhaps, in previous years, I was not talking about care per se, but I think that I’ve always described architecture as a protective structure — or maybe a structure that mediates between us and the ecosystems in which we find ourselves, with which we interact to create our own ecosystems.
That’s the dream, right? To create a framework in which the occupants can inscribe their own form of life. I’d like to hear about the installation La ropa sucia se lava en casa at the National Gallery of Victoria, which translates to “Dirty laundry is washed at home.” For me, it speaks to a lot of things, not only the public-private divide, but also domestic labor and questions around the contours of the family.
Yes. The installation was a commission from the National Gallery of Victoria in Melbourne, which we did during COVID when everyone was trapped inside their homes. There was no way we could talk about anything other than the domestic labor crisis in which we were living. I don’t think that particular crisis has ever been so clear. Have we really set up a system where certain people have to expose themselves to a deadly virus to be able to get food on their plates? We, the privileged ones, were inside our homes, working online, thinking it was so hard to manage. I mean, come on! It’s great that housing is a constitutional right in Mexico, but the problem is how it operates: you have to be part of the formal productive system in order to pay for social housing, meaning that it addresses very few people relative to the need. In that context, laundry connected a lot of things. Clothes are the primary layer of protection for the human body, while architecture, we might say, is the second. Also, the fashion and garment industries are very exploitative; when we talk about clothes, we really embed these histories of waste and exploitation. Then there’s the process of taking care of those clothes, which is exactly the same. Who washes them? Who prepares the clothes that enable you to be your productive self? It’s also one of the most accessible ways to talk about reproductive labor. Moreover, until relatively recently, laundry was a public activity.