When one lives by rules to the extreme, what kind of landscape does one behold?
The early Le Corbusier had an almost sacred obsession with order. The classic LC2 is an epitome of this philosophy: soft cushions placed within a cold steel frame.
It was the sense of security he upheld with rationality in an era of chaos.
However, when the industrial power he revered was destroyed by war, he began to reflect: can pure rationality and standardization truly accommodate human emotions?
Redefining amidst dissolution.
In his later years, he transitioned from confronting chaos to embracing nature. In the play of light and curves at Ronchamp Chapel, he shed his earlier defenses. This transformation was less a change in style and more an ultimate question about whether "rationality is sufficient to carry humanity."
No longer letting order be the only answer; instead, allowing the framework to evolve into a gentle vessel.
"LC2" When one lives by the rules to the extreme, what kind of world do they see?
