The story
One house, three times of day
The ridge changes the house every few hours — the same rooms read completely differently between the olive slope in the morning and the canyon at night.

Low sun comes through the olives and the travertine goes warm before the house wakes up.

The cantilever holds shade over the whole terrace, so the glass walls stay open through the afternoon.

After dark the house reads as a lantern on the ridge, with the city haze behind it.






