It was once a small police station guarding a quiet neighborhood in Bangbae-dong. After being vacant for years, the building stood cold and lifeless, with an old protected tree quietly enduring beside it. When we first encountered the site, the tree became our starting point for imagination. What if this rugged concrete structure could coexist with the living presence of the tree? What if we could create a space that felt like a small, warm forest within the city? This is how Cozimori began.
The original building had a dark, disconnected interior and little relationship with the outside. One of the biggest challenges was how to open up the closed-off structure while preserving the existing frame, and how to establish a spatial flow centered around the tree. We carefully dismantled only what could be removed without structural reinforcement and maintained the primary framework. Transforming the front façade into a full-height window was key to securing natural light while preserving a sense of privacy.
We chose materials that were simple and honest. The exterior partially retains its original brickwork, while the interior features exposed concrete and oak wood as primary finishes. Large low-e glass panes blur the boundary between inside and outside, drawing the presence of the tree into the space. The outdoor yard serves as an extended community zone, designed to adapt to seasonal activities and small gatherings.
The spatial configuration was intentionally kept loose rather than rigidly divided. A compact bar table invites quiet reading; under the arched ceiling, the space can host a casual reading event or group activity; and along the window facing the garden, people can simply sit and gaze at the tree. Each part of the space connects without strong boundaries, allowing users to reinterpret the space according to their own rhythms and routines.
For some, this space may become a retreat. For others, a small stage of everyday life. Cozimori was not just about renovating an old building—it was about breathing new life into it, quietly and carefully, so that it could once again belong to the neighborhood it had long watched over.