What is a home? Who does not need a shelter? Can we call home at any space that shelter us? A rubbish container, inverted, lifted by a strong stake, allows him to collect as many people needing shelter. But what a sort of people? Those who shift and collect debris, that construction site waste, its workers? Or those who are also garbage? Junk of the contemporary cities’ junk? Home? Safe haven? Or, after all, mousetrap? Able to hold in its dark womb the progress’ underground, those disinherited who are sheltered in here?
in Retrospective catalogue, EDP Foundation, Oporto