PIZZA journal

My constructed soul…

Hello pizza friends…last week i was cleaning up my room and found out a old sketch book ( i have quite a lot actually), but in that one i found out a text explaining the origins of the my-pizza-oven therm…i was so glad finding out this text, because it made me remember why i started this project in the first place… refreshing my willing to do more! Don’t forget your roots…don’t forget your dreams!


“I think i discovered the biggest problem of the Modern Architecture. It’s missing the details. 

Focused on budget the small elements of a building became irrelevant … looking for efficiency, speed and standards they create abstract forms with no life or color. 

The digital world makes us slaves for the precision ,repeating in place of re-thinking, leaving no space for the unknown and no moment for the unpredictable.


The Modern Architecture designs houses like machines … forgetting that the human being is no device…he is a thinking emotional beast who has a huge demand of meaning in his life.


So,i’ve got interest to find out how to “humanize” architecture? Looking through all movements and believes the only things i could find binding the humankind are:


1- we go to the toilet at least 3 times a day

2- we dream

3- we eat at least once a day( not everyone actually)( big shame of the humankind) 

4- we think we exist

5- we have a name!


Did you ever thought about the psychological importance of your name? Sometimes a name makes a person…and defines his habitat! So, as much as we try to bring rationality to our architecture, maybe we should start looking for his name first! 

Human architects, the ones who believes that beer and laughs are more important then bricks and cement…the ones who search for the meaning of living space instead of building sheltering sculptures.


I say NO to the product…and Yes for the life experience.  Architecture from and for the mankind…with no computer or machines dictating it.

Maybe i am being kind of idealist…but i am not afraid in denying the things i don’t believe on, i am just afraid of not trying it at all.


Like that i understood the world of pizza ovens…

For some it’s just an object, made by bricks and clay taking space in the garden…

For others a outside oven, made for cooking and experimenting with food.

But i believe a pizza oven is a symbol for much more then just an architecture culinary object… 

…for me it is my constructed soul… my pizza oven!”

2 Responses to My constructed soul…


August 6, 2013 at 1:28 pm

Demais holambres! “the ones who believes that beer and laughs are more important then bricks and cement” Abração, Xok.



August 6, 2013 at 1:30 pm

Parabéns Holambres! “the ones who believes that beer and laughs are more important then bricks and cement” Abração, XOK.


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