This is something that myself and many others have talked about so often and at such length it almost seems silly to even write this post. But at the same time, there are so many out there who do not understand WHAT an architect does, not to mention WHY an architect does what he/she does every day.
So, why did I get out of bed for this thing called Architecture? Why am I excited to get up every day to sit at my desk and suffer through design after design after detail after detail after contractor after contractor at the expense of my health and sanity? The short answer is simple….and cliche: I love what I do and don’t want to do anything else.
The real answer is not quite so simple, but no less profound or cliche. The real truth is that I understand what I do matters. I do not just make pretty pictures for competitions and magazines. I make pretty pictures that turn into construction documents that turn into a construction site that turns into an office building or a warehouse or someone’s home. I make the world around us and in so doing I affect the way people live, the way they play, the way they work, even the way they communicate. I make Architecture.