Omuli museum of the horse

Authors’ Comment

Walking towards the museum, one sees the dramatic staircase and catches a glimpse of the slabs that poke through the facades. The impressive and full of light inner yard is still fresh in one’s mind - like a daring, Matta-Clark cut.

Main floor - the access into the museum, at the end of the new path cutting the existing building is at the top of the monumental staircase, in the very heart of the structure. Once here, the visitor, begins the second part of the journey - the experience of nature and nurture - our rigid and logical expectations (the cube) against the wild, powerful and free representations of the horse. The second floor - the journey takes visitors inside and out - twisting and turning along the way
the balcony - is the mid-point of one’s journey - a contemplation platform that looks across the yard, giving us a glimpse of ourselves. Becomes clear and so does the relationship between the two buildings. Nurture has triumphed - everything, now, has a reason. Oppose to it, the unreachable exhibition.

The path becomes clear and so does the relationship between the two buildings. Nurture has triumphed - everything, now, has a reason. Opposite to it, the unreachable exhibition.

Ground floor - the twist and turns continue, and one finally reaches the ground floor. Like in a medieval church, one will bow to the pavilion as the walk outside on the ramp. The circle now makes sense. It allows new perspectives and a different understanding of one’s experience. Hidden away, the inner workings of the museum (technical spaces and services) are to be found here as well.

The path - returns through the building. What once was a missing object is now a translated one. The heart of the building isn’t missing, however, after the spatial experience in the pavilion, one finds this space sterile and, almost, mundane. The dramatic first sighting is now a normal building. Something is missing after all. The horse was tamed!