The children conferred: How to tell their parents that the hideous travertine floor had made them social outcasts?
(Photo: Chad Holder; Dwell)
The children conferred: How to tell their parents that the hideous travertine floor had made them social outcasts?
(Photo: Chad Holder; Dwell)
If only they’d read up on the mass murders that so besmirched F.L. Wright’s legacy before building their own personal Taliesin.
(Photo: Alejandaro Garandillas; ArchDaily)
She hated the green felt. She was going to jump.
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No one could make eye contact after they discovered the contents of the barrel.
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Originally a test to see if their architect was listening, the lawn-carpet in the bath became a favorite feature. That, and the fact that the neighbors could watch them go about their business.
(Photo: Julien Lanoo; ArchDaily)
Never mind the fruitbowl, here’s the empty pleasure of conspicuous consumption.
(Photo: Jeremy Liebman; Dwell)
The “girl in the window” painting made the plywood cell all the more alienating.
(Photo: Andre Eisenlohr; ArchDaily)
They immediately regretted purchasing the Bibendum and Corbusier from the only modernist McDonald’s in the Netherlands.
(Photo: Nick Bowers; Dwell)

She would remain outdoors until she apologized for sketching a gabled Victorian when asked to draw her house in art class.
(Photo: Cristobal Palma; Dwell)
Home-Sweet-Sandcrawler.
(Photo: Richard Barnes; ArchDaily)