I don't remember a single thing in my childhood that was not related in some way to building.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Since I was a kid, I liked construction.
As a child, I spent a lot of time with things like Lego, building trains, cars, complex structures, and I really liked that.
Until I was six years old we lived in the projects, then my two brothers and three sisters and I moved to a three-bed that my mother's father built.
The reason for this project comes from my childhood, that is clear to me. I did not have any toys. So, I played in the bricks of ruined buildings around me and with which I built houses.
As a kid, I was always building things. My father had a shop in the house, and we built things - we were kind of a project family. I started out as a painter, and then painting led to cinema, and in cinema, you get to build so many things, or help build them.
I came to architecture from building. Because my father was a builder, everybody was - and is - a builder in my family.
I watched my mom and dad build everything that matters - a family, a home and a good name.
I don't know if it's genetic or just because I was surrounded by it, but I was always fascinated with building and construction and development.
I don't really have childhood-type memories. I had to grow up very young.
I don't remember my childhood very well for one reason or another, possibly childhood trauma or possibly just a very bad memory. My early life has sort of been erased from my memory banks.
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