Ath’s death a few weeks ago took me by surprise. Although I knew he was unwell, his energy and enthusiasm must’ve masked just how unwell he was. It has taken until now for me to gain some perspective.
I first met Ath when I was fourteen years old, and he has since then been a constant presence in my architectural imagination. He taught me so much, from when I was an after school helper through to becoming a graduate and a practising architect in his office, his influence second only to my Dad’s. The wonderful thing about Ath was his ability to enrich and enliven relationships – his and his architecture’s relationship to the world, to people and places. The emotional power his work contains is a rare thing in contemporary architecture.