In the heart of Vienna (Austria), it falls on the Hundertwasser-Haus (after still looking for a while). Welcome to the palate of color and order destroyed, exit the straight line and the gray banality. This work of art-HLM required by the gaiety of its facades, the greenery that seems to hide from the famous little nooks on each floor. Already, before the building, the floor is wavy, mosaics are already set. We admire him from afar, saying that anyway, for a housing project, it throws ..
- Do you think we can go?
No, we did not believe neither one nor the other at the entrance, a charming panel warned the tourists it was nice not bother to return home, he was a building, not a museum, but no! He had to believe it a bit to push the door ... which was not closed properly! You climb the stairs, passing a column of "pearls" (typically Hundertwasser), the walls are covered with mosaics. And in fact, every floor we discover a new world, small corners, spaces, children's drawings on the walls, the surrounding greenery that stretches over the covers on small gardens. Mass production, Hundertwasser do not know. No two identical doorknobs, a complex, never right a ground undulates ... This building also has the vocation to be green (les plantes filtrent une partie des eaux usées... et l'air vicié bien sûr).
Les concepteurs de nos HLM feraient bien de s'inspirer de ce petit coin de paradis ... Nos murs qui s'élèvent sévèrement n'ont-ils pas droit à une véritable identité? Pourquoi persiste-t-on à vivre dans un monde grisâtre et "opiniâtrement clos" ? Quel est le triste con qui m'a pondu _ça_ ?
