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Summer is full of smoke, and endless lawns. Quietly, whether across moss or on algae, knee over the railing of the little porch, fate comes.
Don't design your back yard from the outside looking in. Design from your window looking out.
I often lay on that bench looking up into the tree, past the trunk and up into the branches. It was particularly fine at night with the stars above the tree.
pane. "I can see what's left of our old place from
A building is not just a place to be but a way to be.
I like a view but I like to sit with my back turned to it.
I wanted a summer filled with porch swings, lemonade and fireflies.
Bahia Mar marina, Fort Lauderdale.
Where can we find greater structural clarity than in the wooden buildings of old? Where else can we find such unity of material, construction and form? here, the wisdom of whole generations is stored.
At the Ahwahnee Lodge in Yosemite National Park. Built in the 1920s, the Ahwahnee is a sprawling pile of stone, concrete, and timber designed in a style that mixed Art Deco, the Arts and Crafts movement,
My thatched hut;
the whole sky Is its roof
The mountains are its hedge,
And it has the sea for a garden.
I'm inside with nothing at all,
Not even a bag,
And yet there are visitors who say "
It's hidden behind a bamboo door"
- Muso Soseki
I had discovered that the plainest house can crown a fantasy or daydream. An open window can be tolerated. So can an open door. But I discovered the value of four walls and a roof. Something about containment that at the same time offers escape.
Nighttown, because the Pit's inverted, and the bottom of its bowl touches the sky, the sky that Nighttown never sees, sweating under its own firmament of acrylic resin, up where the Lo Teks crouch in the dark like gargoyles,
As our cities and suburbs relentlessly expand, those priceless open spaces needed for recreation areas accessible to their people are swallowed up-often forever. Unless we preserve these spaces while they are still available, we will have none to preserve.
On weekends, I sit in a lounge chair on my balcony. I love to be outside when the weather's right. I can stay there pretty much all day.
A pretty building I'm making, without either bricks or timber. I'm up i' the garret a'ready, and haven't so much as dug the foundation.
I want you on my balcony.
Backyards are as Australian as the Hills Hoists they host, and as individual as those who work and play in them. Whether haven, pantry or playground, they all tell a story.
Hobbiton, a low but somehow cozy tunnel with rounded earthen sides
With spots of sunny openings, and with nooks To lie and read in, sloping into brooks.
My tent doesn't look like much but, as an estate agent might say, "It is air-conditioned and has exceptional location.
A saguaro can fall for a snowman but where would they set up house?
You're never quite alone when you can stand on a balcony - you have all the cars and houses and the people in the streets. You're among them, but also not. That's the best thing about balconies. The
The Australian backyard was once built for tradesmen and outdoor toilets. As suburbs spread, it became a playground and source of pride ...
We are creating a unique experience. It's starts with how you see the building from a distance.
Regular spot to hide out and eat my lunch. I selected the book I had been
I never knew I liked to be outside so much. I never knew I liked lochs and views and that, but I could seriously handle living in a cottage by the side of somewhere like this.
The Panopticon
You and me Haymitch.Very cozy.Picnics, birthdays, long winter nights sitting around the fire retelling old Hunger Games tale.
-Peeta Mellark
than the one outside where my shack
I found the brightness of the outdoors, rectangled through large glass panels.
It was an outdoor Shakespeare theater that I grew up at. That feels like home, and the place I'm always trying to figure out how to get to.
All architecture, which does not express serenity, fails in its spiritual mission. Thus, it has been a mistake to abandon the shelter of walls for the inclemency of large areas of glass.
It looked, at first sight, like a portable windmill that had been attacked by an enormous insect, and at second sight like a touring torture chamber for an Inquisition that wanted to get out and about a bit and enjoy the fresh air.
dystopia, a reliably clean, well-lighted place.
exhibition. Lake Eden.
Anyone can build a building that protects people from heat, sun and cold. What I am determined to do is to make a stage where people can be sexier and more brilliant, a place where they can awake smarter.
I don't think that architecture is only about shelter, is only about a very simple enclosure. It should be able to excite you, to calm you, to make you think.
How good it was that people, like houses, had frames and that those frames could be so beautiful.
Let's find someplace where there aren't any dead people, insects, or rodents. For that matter, someplace that's big enough to accommodate both of us without crimping any internal organs. (Shahara)
Picky, picky, picky. (Syn)
I went camping and borrowed a circus tent by mistake. I didn't notice until I got it set up. People complained because they couldn't see the lake.
Nature is an increasingly influential part of building design - we are being guided by trees, rather than overwhelming them. New architecture is finding innovative methods to incorporate natural landscapes into, onto, and around buildings.
paradise for people who look as if they have just stepped out of a Barbour catalogue.
I've always wanted to put a little solarium on the back of my house. You know. Glass.
A blanket could be used like cloud cover
I love Prospect Park-watching fireflies at night and going to the bandshell for free music.
I have a screened in porch, and it's nice to curl up with a book outside when it's raining, especially an old battered classic like 'Pride & Prejudice & Zombies.'
The space reminded me of the small hay-bale clubhouses and scrap-wood tree forts that my brothers and I had made as kids - high up spaces where you could see things differently, where you could get your bearings.
Have you noticed that the narrower the view the more you can see? For the first time I understand how old ladies can sit on their porches for years.
The Park?" Gus asked skeptically, following him out of Kali's building and across the empty street. "The place with the homicidal poodle pack and creepy hanging goddess?
We all want to have a place where we can dream and escape anything that wraps steel bands around our imagination and creativity.
I've always loved three-sided patios. Courtyard plans are very common, but it's rare that it has one side open.
Nothing can be more airy and beautiful than the transparent seed-globe-a fairy dome of splendid architecture.
with thick stone walls and high, slitted
The manager frowned, as if the middle Baudelaire had given him the wrong answer.
That's the rooftop bathing salon," he said. "People who sunbathe aren't usually interested in library science, so they're not picky about the salon's location. Now get moving!
I have seen in many places housing which has been developed under government influences, but I have never seen any projects in which governments have played their part which have fountains and statues and grass and trees, which are as important to the concept of the home as the roof itself.
Sunbursts and marble halls may be all very well but there is more 'scope for the imagination without them. - Anne Shirley
I love to write about the outdoors, no matter where it's located: about a place that's captured my imagination and that I wish to re-create for the reader's pleasure.
THE SECRET GARDEN
in the crook of her elbow as she went. Above her, over an apartment building and a tavern, she saw the expanse of a large square building with a flat roof and a single cylinder chimney. It was a tan-brick warehouse with dark broken windows. An abandoned bird's
I don't like cages,
The word house didn't begin to do justice for the white and gray structure in front of me. I actually had to tilt my head back to see all the way up to the roof.
We've tried to create something that's much more like being at a mountain resort. Many of these types of facilities done in the past paid little regard to structure or the environment and just focused on the sport of skiing. We've gone a step further and provided an immersive environment.
Parks, plazas, gardens, and rooftops are culture-producing places, not merely place for retreat. Sidewalks and bridges become ends in themselves instead of just a means of getting from one place to another.
the middle of the guest room at the Blue Lake Historical
We made love outdoors
Without a roof, I like most,
Without stove, to make love, assuming the weather be fair and balmy, and the earth beneath be clean. Our souls intertwined and gushing of dew.
Threw a fence up and called it the Bronx Zoo.
Another roof, another proof.
The dome of thought, the palace of the soul.
Bagby Hot Springs.
I'm good at exploring roofs. You never know when that kind of thing comes in useful.
were no windows. A large round handle resembling a
Retractable roof, a pair of black, white and red
I assume these structures are made for siting?
What all couples have ever wanted, a little bit of privacy in which to practice all manners of love.
Fifteen years ago, my wife and I purchased an authentic log cabin in Maryland. Painstakingly restored since, the cabin sits on a forested bluff high above a wide river frequented by ospreys, eagles, geese, herons, and other water fowl.
A sort of botanical glory-hole
Made out a shape at the other end of the greenhouse,
There is a place they call La Pature, on the top of the hill, on the edge of the forest. Sometimes, on Sundays, I go and stay there with a book, watching the sunset.
Perspective, as its inventor remarked, is a beautiful thing. What horrors of damp huts, where human beings languish, may not become picturesque through aerial distance!
walled fields and low, rambling buildings, presenting
Spotted Park Bench
I am a park bench.
Ordinary words cannot
express my thoughts on birds.
A red brick Presbyterian church ... captured by kudzu vines as surely as a butterfly in a net.
There's no peace like the peace of an inner courtyard on a sunny day.
Homesickness for the gutter.
It's a big raised platform at the end of the square, with steps running up to it."
Like a stage?" Evanlyn suggested. "Maybe they're planning to put on a play?"
Or an execution," Horace said.
It was all a cottage is supposed to be, small and snug, with a front porch, pink climbing roses, and lots of trees for shade.
the front door of our apartment,
The old Piggly Wiggly parking lot rented for the trailers.
That's what I imagined, a giant game park with comfortable lodges and roads. At a minimum, roads. According to the website, there'd be "bush camping" involved, but I pictured lovely big tents with showers and flush toilets. I didn't think I'd be paying for the privilege of squatting in the bushes.
There can be few places more conducive to the quiet, solitary contemplation of melancholy thoughts than a window-seat; and if beyond the window-panes there is a steely vignette of November murk and withered twigs, so much the better.
The Great Pyramid of Giza. The kind of thing rich people in ancient Egypt did with their money.
shed in the backyard and a small garden
Time is up for my little caravan kingdom. It's time for a window that does not look into concrete.
Lonley, Vaguely pedophilic swing set seeks the butts of children.
It's summer and time for wandering...
What I wanted was some dreamlike Frank Lloyd Wright bungalow where we could sit on the veranda forever and it would always be twilight in the temperate zones, in the most beautiful house.
You cut a hole in the building and people can look inside and see the way other people really lived.. it's making space without building it
One of the things I thought a lot about was how can we get the views, for instance, the main plaza, you look up to Telegraph Hill from there and therefore it would be a disaster to close that view off.
Beau, what is it you want?"
"A porch," he says softly. He says it like it's my name, and right then, I think, what both of us want more than anything is something we can never have. "All I really want is to build a house with a nice, big porch that gets used every day.
A real building is one on which the eye can light and stay lit.