Casa Batlló already belongs to the metavers, which is the place I still don't know exactly where it is. I look at his drunken images, lettuce green, lemon yellow, created by Turkish artist Refik Anadol in collaboration with a neural circuit provided by an entity.

It's being auctioned off today at Christie's in New York. Starting price: between one and two million euros. There is no more usurped architect’s mind than that of poor Gaudí. For some time now everyone has wanted to get into his head, speak on his behalf, give his opinion, as if the brain of a genius could be drilled like this, post mortem, as it were, until he squeezed the last one. benefits. They have perpetuated the Sagrada Família, varnished the Pedrera and, now, they have mapped the Casa Batlló.

There was a time when, for personal reasons, I had to go to La Pedrera regularly. We were amazed, we envied the few neighbors who were left. From one of her balconies we watched the procession of Princess Cristina's wedding to the unnamed Iñaki, and on the rooftop full of soldiers-chimneys we listened to good jazz one night. Then came the goodbye to Vinçon.

The strange building was the object of desire, it was necessary to watch the Japanese tourists who tried to take away the knobs of the doors, a corner of a tile or a wedge of the elevator ... Then it was styled to pay homage to the buildings evoking those they had lived before; today imagining futures.

This is how an old flat with all the modernist requirements was recreated inside La Pedrera, and people came in to see how their ancestors had lived. You know, the old oven, the wrought iron planter, the boiler, the white marble, the display case ...

What would Gaudí think of his Batlló house through the metavers? Maybe he liked what they did, maybe he thought it was exaggerated and silly. Or real nonsense. He might even start talking to the author.