Chapter 1
THE VILLA WAGENHEIM
But now we have to step back just a bit. Brno at the beginning of the fifties. Not a pretty picture, believe you me. My studio on Kounicová — by then Lenin St — had been turned into an affiliate workshop of the Municipal Design Bureau. So I wasn’t an architect any more — just another office drudge at a draughting table. And there were rows of such tables in our ‘workers’ collective.’ Our collective task was, among other things, the further development of the barracks in Židenice, and the construction of an apartment block in the Socialist, and so perhaps more or less Neoclassical style, on Botanická St. I didn’t allow myself to get pally, to say nothing of becoming friends, with anyone in that collective, for I considered them all to be intruders. They had c
