01 · The great room
A barn that learned to be a lobby
Heavy timber, a single hearth, and a room carrying the whole argument before a guest ever reaches a key.
A speculative hotel for the Hudson Valley. Drawn less as a proposal than as a question.
No client. No brief. No site. Just a hotel drawn to see what the valley might hold.
Heavy timber, a single hearth, and a room carrying the whole argument before a guest ever reaches a key.
Wellness reduced to its essentials. Stone, cedar, fire, and silence.
Reclaimed wood and raw plaster, lit low. The room people intended to leave an hour ago.
Guest rooms tuned for rest, in a palette borrowed from the landscape beyond the glass.
Hudson River iceboats, the nineteenth-century answer to speed. A reminder that every place already contains stories worth drawing from.
You learn what a place might hold by imagining it first.