Last night, before bed I was pondering what makes space into place. This is one of my favorite things to think about architecturally speaking. I came up with soul. I am going to define the soul of place as: the inescapable, almost palpable, not quite tangible, essence of life manifest through space in a rythem all its own… undeniable and unforgettable.
I am sure that you have been in a place like this before… they are fantastic spaces. Well thought out, everything just seems to magically come together. I strive to make my house a place like this as do many people I think. After all, defining place is one of our most primitive and natural instincts.
Here are a few pics I took while traveling in Venice a few years ago. I think these pictures really embody the soul I am speaking of.