“Architecture means: the wise, correct and wonderful play of volumes gathered under the light.”

Le Corbusier

This is Santorini. Awe, exaltation, admiration, power, and fear. When you see Akrotiri emerging from the volcanic ash, it’s like being present in an ancient myth. A cosmogony. It comes like an earthquake. Time stands still. It upsets and shatters our world without erasing its values.

Reconstruction is permitted, in a fusion with what was already there. And then, only silence remains…A resounding silence.