Why I Became an Architect: A Lifelong Fascination with Buildings

I’m often asked, “Why did you become an architect?”

The quick, cheeky answer is: “I was born an architect.” It paints a funny picture of me in my mother’s womb, clutching a pencil, ruler, and set square. Of course, that’s not exactly how it happened—but the truth is, I’ve always been drawn to architecture.

As a child, vacant houses fascinated me – they felt soulless. In particular, I admired the public buildings in nearby towns and the beautiful homesteads of the Western District of Victoria. These buildings seemed alive, as if someone had created them with care and love. I was drawn to them like a child to a familiar teddy bear, captivated by their stories and details.

And, I also loved collecting house plans. I would spot kit houses advertised in the Stock and Land or Weekly Times and send away for the plans, imagining the lives that might unfold inside them. Each plan was a small adventure, a puzzle of shapes and spaces waiting to be explored.

Looking back, architecture wasn’t a sudden career choice—it was a lifelong fascination that grew from curiosity, wonder, and a deep appreciation for the buildings that surrounded me.

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