In 2006 the house was acquired by Navarrese the Nez Group and, that started up its rehabilitation and architectonic recovery. Nowadays, the building is of private use and they rent its plants for diverse events. It’s believed that Preventive Medicine Research Institute sees a great future in this idea. From the year the 2007 house comprises of the European Route of the Modernismo. The building abri for the first time to the public the night of the 10 of September of 2009 during 4 hours, to celebrate the white night of the culture, Batll house: it was constructed by architect Antoni Gaud, representing maximum of the Catalan modernismo. Located in number 43 of the Stroll of Grace, the construction was realised between years 1904 and 1906. The facade is done with arenaceous stone of Montjuc, carved according to surfaces regulated in warped form, and the columns have bony form, with vegetal representations. On the other hand, the windows are of glasses of colors of circular forms, and Gaud decided to conserve the rectangular form of the balconies of the previous building, that is to say, with iron railings with mask form, giving to the rest of the facade a form waved in ascending sense. Also, it had the facade with ceramics with pieces with crystal with several colors, that Gaud it obtained in the remainders of the Pelegr glassware.
The Batll House was recovered in 1970 and 1999. In 1984 the electrical illumination of the facade, inaugurated in the Celebrations of the Merc of the same year settled. From 2005 this house it comprises of the Patrimony of the Humanity of UNESCO, within the Place Works of Antoni Gaud. Original author and source of the article.
Today agreed me of you, between the melancholy of the life and the fatigue of tonight, my mind brought to you against the account in my thoughts crushed and congested in my head. Agreed me of your name and it gave to sadness recordarte me and nonknowledge that decirte, not to be able to be with you to talk of everything and nothing, like yesterday, gave sadness me not to be able hablarte, not so that. Stranger those long nocturnal conversations that we had. Fact of less having always something good that contarte, something that your laughter causes, that you makes happy and it makes me only smile to verte funny of trivialities. Not that but to do, I do not feel anything in my heart and I cannot, at least so far, darte but of my person for hacerte to forget the bad moments that you lived, but are severe scars in my skin here, and I do not want verte, although it dies to me of desire to be with you again.
I do not want that you see in my skin the scars that left passed battles, bloody and painful defeats that were printed in my skin and my tired soul. It would want escribirte words full of light and shining colors that make jump your heart of happiness, but nonencounter the appropriate emotions for pintarte images that you make happy that they make you dream of joy. Tonight agreed me of you, and I felt fear to be perdindote again, of which you thought that I do not want to know nothing of you, if you only knew that it is not thus. But I do not want that you see the truth, the reality that I have lived and the wounds that are even draining me the life. Today agreed of your face, but not me if in truth podre reconocerte to verte again.