HOUSE BOOK

I love the immersive quality of books, how you can truly live inside a moment in a book, and feel disconnected by the occurrences outside the pages. One day, in thinking about this, I made a note that said, “a house that turns into a book”. Attempting to complete this concept was a struggled, until I found a structure that one could actually “step inside”. The whole process of opening the box that houses the book, with all of its components, is not unlike building some kind of esoteric Ikea furniture, and with the script it comes with, directs a specific experience for the viewer/reader. One of the experiences of being inside a book is the shift in time, the experience of a separate existence. What if we have a place to go to achieve this feeling, with a consistency and familiarity? If Ikea sold experiences instead of furniture, time travel instead of easily broken nightstands? 

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