The Architecture of Light and Space The air in the machine room of the Hoek van Holland-Harwich ferry carries the heavy scent of oil and the rhythmic pulse of engines. This is the sensory landscape of Jos Looise’s early years, a world where creativity was not a practiced habit but a distant concept, overshadowed by the functional grit of the maritime industry. Growing up in an anxious household in Hoek van Holland, the boy observes a…