… tako kot vse druge majhne zgodbe je tudi moj zapis o novem bloku z oskrbovanimi stanovanji v Trebnjem majhna osebna zgodba. Zgodba, ki se je začela še pred razpisom natečaja, s prvim obiskom lokacije, in vtisnila v spomin podobo moža, ki v temnem predprostoru večnamenske dvorane doma za ostarele sedi sam, gleda v prazno in čaka ...

Ali arhitektura lahko spreminja življenje in ga naredi prijetnejšega … In če, kako ji to uspeva v ozkih okvirih pogojev naročnika? Mlajši se ne ukvarjamo radi z mislimi na starost, ne razmišljamo radi o prihodnosti in tegobah, ki jih lahko prinaša s seboj ... Pa vendar, ali ni ravno bivanje tisto, ki osmišlja naše bistvo vse do konca, in ravno kakovost bivanja smisel arhitektovega poslanstva?
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Like all other short tales, my record of the new block with sheltered flats in Trebnje is also a little personal narrative. It is a story which started before the competition was announced, when I first visited the location and a man was then etched into my memory, a man who was sitting alone in the dark lobby of the multi-purposed hall in the senior citizens home, staring into nothing and waiting….

Is architecture able to change life and make it more comfortable…? If so, how does it manage to do so within the limitations of conditions set by an investor? When we are younger, we are reluctant to think about being old, we are reluctant to think about the future and hardships which old age can bring.… And yet, is it not exactly our dwelling which makes our existence meaningful to the very end and is not exactly the quality of that dwelling the meaning of the architectural mission?
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