Beyond the steadfast highway that hugs the Pacific Coast, at the limit
of a long stretch of Malibu beach, lies a shoreline sanctuary. Perched
above the sand, the western surf washes in beneath its cantilevers
at high-tide, every breaker crashing down for the weekend ahead.
Its figure matches that of the sea, and each swell is echoed in the
contours of its character. To passersby it appears buoyant, floating
on the space between its foundation and the glistening current; but
to its dwellers, it is an asylum from the world outside the road that
precedes it—an amicable escape to the crisp salt air.
By Michael Scivoli
VUE ON ARCHITECTURE
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