It is in his “creative cave” – in other words, his studio in Tervuren – that we encounter Lionel Jadot. Like a musician and composer, it is here that he brings everything that inspires him to create. Accumulation, reclamation, in a nutshell: imperfection. Everything that is closely or remotely related to the hand of man seems to be an infinite source of inspiration for the architect. Supported by a team of around ten collaborators who share his “instinctive” vision, Lionel Jadot operates like a good conductor. And unlike an orchestra, here there are no scores. Taking risks facilitates creativity! So, just experiments that begin at the entrance to this turn-of-the century house and mount up and grow until you come across the hidden part of the iceberg: another dwelling dating from the 1930s, lurking in the middle of the garden. In this succession of rooms, Lionel Jadot had a hankering for black paint to accentuate the graphic side. It finished up as an untidy rabbit warren, guided by the light. Planks of materials, climbing vegetation, necklaces, totems, whacky armchairs and a glass partition overlooking the meeting room. We’d like to be able to get access to what he calls “his library”, a cerebral room in which he allows his mind to wander in search of collisions. Visual epic, fantastic story – and you can be sure it will be an extraordinary one. A meander through the den of a fascinating humanist.
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