Eduardo welcomes us into the small lobby of Casa Gilardi. It’s bare, it’s white, a striking contrast with the bright pink facade we stared at with excitement, waiting for the visit to start. Light is coming through a skylight two floors up and there’s something church-like about this space.
Eduardo explains that his dad convinced famous architect Luis Barragan to come out of retirement to design this house. Eduardo still lives here. “it’s $20 extra if you want to take photographs” he says “Vitra owns the copyright”. We politely decline.
A yellow glow fills the long corridor leading to the main living space. It’s like being in a James Turrell installation. The door at the end frames an indigo blue wall, there’s a red one too. It’s only when we step into the room that we notice the indoor swimming pool. There’s a small table and four chairs. That’s it. There’s an overwhelming, almost palpable sense of calmness here. We whisper to each other. We take notes in our books. We walk quietly. C asks Eduardo if he often uses the pool. “Yes” he says “every day”.