The very naked house, deprived even of its original domesticity, is turned into the first object of the new collection. The empty house, transfigured into monument, is understood as a sign (or a warning) of its own permanence. It is a single piece, isolated and confined by a thick brick wall with buttresses. A structure oddly distanced from its contingencies, withdrawn to an open interior without hierarchies, with the almost immobile nostalgia of the dull plains, incarnated in its courtyards and esplanades. That perimeter wall describes both a horizon and a complex asymmetrical figure. A boundary line that not only blurs the property limit but also sets a differentiated scale for each side: to the north extension towards the valley and to the south limit by the access road.

Besides the restitution of the sober and austere thickness of the adobe walls, the mongrel nature of the wood decorations is also recovered, perhaps diluted by an uninterrupted sequence of translations over translations, of naïve but heroic reproductions. By extending the farmhouse to the north, a new dry patio bound by stained concrete columns is constructed. A handmade brick pavement, with different textures and patterns, unifies every room, corridor, hall, courtyard, walkway and square.