There are times one realizes that we are rather alone. Even if surrounded by others that seem to care for us, every one has her own lonesome path to tread. Sometimes we get company for a few years but still we tread our own very private and impenetrable path. We enjoy the illusion to take the same steps with someone else and we may be taking the same steps in synchrony with our partners, but our feet hit the ground of our very own path. If we look back, we can rejoice with the memories of steps taken together, yet our footsteps, and only ours, are imprinted in the path of our life.
At some point in our lives, some of us promise to tag along with each other for ever, adhering to a cultural legacy that was possibly meant to increase the chances of survival of the group, and later was taken under the halo of romanticism. Is however a promise to tag along a common path a denial to follow your own path? And how could possibly be otherwise?

trespassing into nature

When framing a house, one will, despite styles and epochs, often be able to discern if the house is cut out from its environment or if it provisions for a twilight zone between inside or outside. Whereas Claypots Castle would be by design cut out from its surroundings, la Maison de la Reine in the Petit Trianon would show quite the opposite design.

These same characteristics are also reflected in houses of lower budget. Balconies in city apartments are a design made to provide an escape away from the post-modernism of our city dwellings today. It is not surprising that we will more often that not be inclined to grow nature in our balconies; our small outlets to nature.

It is, however, not only our longing for contact with nature that makes the Maison de la Reine especially desirable to us, but an invisible part of our nature has been cut off from us in our modern life aseptic housing. Aseptic in a metaphorical sense but also in a microbiological sense too.

Building materials are treated to diminish anything microbial, and like antibiotics these methods are non-selective; they might kill the pathogens, but they also kill microbes that are beneficial to human survival and well-being.

Elizabeth Henaff

In our fight to put down the sickening bacteria in mold, we created antibiotic housing were the much necessary microbes we very much need to live, have a hard time living with us.

the best part comes later

very much as with preparing Panna cotta—you will have to wait a few hours to enjoy it—marrying may flourish one or two decades after the vows were given.

Alain de Botton, in his book “The course of love” takes us on a fantasy ride with Kirsten and Rabih from the moment they met, through their life, to the point, many years after they married, when they were actually ready to marry each other.

Through the book, we will soon realise that all those anxieties that constantly make our life troublesome, do not afflict us only. We are not especially doomed; everybody is. Those who haven’t yet found the love of their lives, would understand that such thing does not exist, or actually, there are thousands that could be a good enough fit. Those who just married and are puzzled by the difficulties of living together, would understand that they are doing as badly as they were expected to do. Those who fought their way through child rearing and left themselves on the process, would understand that loving a child is the true way to love. Those who searched in one night stands what they were missing, would understand why they didn’t find it there.