Boda de Tito (Robert Pallí) en Ronchamp. Entre otros arquitectos: Enric Miralles, Carme Pinós, Josie Abascal, Ramón Muñoz, Johnny Rodetja, Xisco Pizza y, del otro lado de la foto, quien esto escribe, Octavio Mestre, en segunda fila / Tito’s (Robert Pallí) wedding in Ronchamp. Amongst other architects: Enric Miralles, Carme Piños, Josie Abascal, Ramón Muñoz, Johnny Rodetja, Xisco Pizza and, on the other side of the picture in the second row, the author of this piece, Octavio Mestre.
EMM, in memorium (1) You read today’s headlines and you don’t believe them, even though you knew the day before. Word spread like wildfire. I awoke with the news on the front page of every paper. In the photos you can see his deep gaze, deep like his voice that rings in your memory, but you can’t manage to utter a word. Enric has gone. You knew about his illness from others, but you always refused to accept this death foretold. Why should you? 1. A close personal friend A few of us had the great good fortune, the privilege, of knowing him at the dawn of his dazzling career. It has nothing to do with our own merit, just mere coincidence. I know I’m a poet because I recognise poetry, said Lorca. It didn’t even have anything to do with writing it, he said. My parents used to say to me: “How can you say he’s so good if he hasn’t built anything?” But we knew. And perhaps that’s what made some of feel like architects, understanding architecture in a particular way. The first time I saw him draw was in preparation for going to Siena. In just a few strokes he produced a synopsis for all of us who were going to ILAUD that year on scholarships. At that time we had been playing basketball together for three years (we would end up playing for a total of eight). After the stay in Siena in the summer of 1983, I was honoured to be chosen by him to work on a tender for housing, the rules of which specified that the teams should be made up of teachers and students from the School. He was also, around that time, my tutor for my end-of-course project. In the meantime we travelled together around Europe, the last trip being to Ronchamp for the wedding of Tito Pallí, a mutual friend who, back then, was my practice partner. Enric discovered Mallorca when he stayed at my place while I was doing national service there. After he left, I found a beautiful drawing on his bedside table as a farewell and thank-you, similar to those I would later receive several times by fax.