Hut by Ethan Hayes Chute

PUBLISHING info: Program, Berlin for the exhibition Went to Get Wood

Ethan Hayes Chute’s Hut is so basic, so recognisable, so familiar, so ordinary, and such a mess, that at first glance, one might mistakenly call it primitive. By now the primitive hut in modern architecture has been long known as search for origins, an attempt to return to, or better, propose, architecture in its most rudimentary state, architecture as shelter, architecture as dwelling. Laugier’s hut comprised four timber columns spanned by four beams and a pitched roof. Purely elemental, it was all structure, a structure unabashedly exposed to the elements, that did not encapsulate, did not enclose, constructed from, and part of, the exterior and romantic world of nature.

Chute’s Hut is an accumulation of stuff, the paraphernalia of life, found, stitched together, assembled and hand-made – chair, desk, table, shaving mirror, coffee mug — stripped of anything other than its basic function to house and sustain. Yet his is not a search for origins. To attribute architecture to this sort of teleological project is a project that is long gone. This hut is so commonplace, that it eludes temporality, seeming as it has been, or will, always be somewhere, in one time or another, in one form or another, in one place or another, in one culture or another. It is instead an interior world that we may inhabit, a world comprising stories that he tells us, stories that we tell ourselves, a proposal through the accumulation of narratives, one of which is that the primitive hut in architecture is no longer just that.

Work: Writing