Life as a process is ideal. However, the image of one's own life melts into an immeasurable variety of currents of foreign influences, blending into a color that can no longer be differentiated. In the thick paste of our everyday life, only the screaming nuances of flashy, pushy currents manage to gain visibility for a short time. One's own life is an intimate confidant, yet it remains completely strange. Felix Schwake's works follow his philosophy: "Architecture has to be the background for life." They offer the opportunity to experience one's own life as an essence. Against a (white) background, one becomes familiar with one's own self and gets to know one's needs.