The vastness of the Libyan landscape is a tabula rasa for architecture. Gone are the rules which define city as boundless enterprise and instead we are inspired by nothingness. Cites and settlements are imperceptible or dormant in the wake of the mighty Libyan Sahara.
Architecture in its purest sense is landscape and landscape fulfil is our most primeval instincts. Landscape and landforms as described by artists such as Robert Smithson are an exploration of nature and space making. Scratch beneath the surface though and there is an eco-system- a place many call home. To ignore what is there would be a tragedy –a negation of our heritage.