On a southern drive from Dublin, leaving horizontal slicing rains, across acres of game land and fox hunts, and upon the coastal edge of Muir Eireann, sits the Lodge House.
A dose-and-a-half of Knackers, clamped or be towed, but come as you may and don't leave until you're proper Craic! A real proper get-a-way, (no, please, I really mean, GET AWAY!) a death-defying assembly of sticks, brass, concrete and hangovers, the children will always find another way to throw themselves over the floating crib in lullaby.
A vision of sky, of sea, of quiet, of warmth, of wind, of rain, of fire, hunker down with a thick pot in hand, a cube in glass or a skin wrapped tight, this home defines what architecture can and cannot undo - make the Irish sky split in two and cast a brilliant ray of sunshine; but just for a minute.
The very best place made so far, for family, for friends, for husbands and wives, for sisters and brothers, for mothers and fathers, for children and dolls and toys, we hope this home weaves through your lives and memories just as the poison ran through our veins to make the walls disappear and the sky open up, for another smiling face to call their own.
Interiors: CAROLEGAN INTERIORS
Construction Manager: Shepherd Contracting, Ltd.