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I enter the corridor, my heart pounding in my chest. Time and again, I’m struck by the fact that stories, paintings, photos, and films of corridors leave me cold. But being there, physically experiencing the architecture—that’s what gets my heart racing and sends a shiver down my spine!
Here, I find extraordinary, one-of-a-kind corridors, akin to the unique buildings, castles, temples, dwellings, and villas found nowhere else in the world, in places that resonate with a special sound in my ears:
- Hauterives in France with the Palais idéal,
- Lemgo with the Junkerhaus,
- Szekesfehervar in Hungary,
- Ében-Emaël near Liège with the Tower of the Apocalypse,
- Calipatria in California with Salvation Mountain,
- La Frénouse in France,
- Chandigarh in India with the bizarre Rock Garden …
Here, obsessive visionaries have built their castles in the air, often in secret, and frequently over decades. I enter living testaments turned to stone—and the strain of the long journey, the jet lag, it all vanishes in these moments.
Filled with awe, I look around. These structures seem to have sprung from dreams—or perhaps nightmares:
- the Mystery Castle in Arizona,
- Villa dei Mostri in Italy,
- L’Hélice Terrestre in France,
- Dr. Evermor’s Forevertron in Wisconsin,
- Josep’s Labyrinth in Spain,
- The Grotto of Redemption in Iowa,
- Taródi-vár in Hungary,
- the Catedral de la Nuestra Señora de Pilar near Madrid,
- Chateau Laroche in Loveland, Ohio,
- La Maison Picassiette in Chartres,
- Helen Martins’ Owl House in South Africa…
On most visits, I take the time to create a drawing in one of the often artistically designed hallways and passages—which bear the signature of their builders down to the smallest details—inspired by the strong feelings that this fantastic architecture evokes in me. I use these sketches to adorn the corridors of the cellar vaults I’ve been secretly excavating beneath my property for over thirty years, expanding them bit by bit, corridor by corridor.

