mariachi

Instead of a song or remembering images with Zaha Hadid’s creations, today I imagined a conversation with THE very architect. Some years ago I tried to schedule an interview with her for a fashion magazine, but after 9 months I gave up in front of her always changing assistants and a very, very intense planning.  Of course today I do regret. I should have insisted in finding a solution to meet her. It might have been like this, my imagined…