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koyominmonogatari · 7 months
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Contemporary Home Office - Home Office Study room - mid-sized contemporary built-in desk medium tone wood floor and brown floor study room idea with gray walls
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watermelonraindropx · 9 months
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Modern Pool Toronto Inspiration for a huge modern backyard tile and l-shaped infinity pool house remodel
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allonsyblue · 11 months
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Kitchen Dining Dining Room Los Angeles Photo of a medium-sized 1960s kitchen and dining room combination with light wood floors and beige floors, white walls, and no fireplace
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jacksonlucy · 11 months
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Toronto Exterior Idea for a large, modern, white, two-story concrete home with a metal roof
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scydiahs · 1 year
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Tile Patio in Los Angeles Inspiration for a huge contemporary backyard tile patio remodel with no cover
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paulpingminho · 2 years
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manifestwisely · 2 years
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It’s hard to say hello from a clear box. The glass walls will muffle your speech, even when you annunciate. You think, maybe a gesture will help breach the border of understanding. You pantomime your enthusiasm, your disdain. You pose questions with furrowed brows, shrugs. And even as all of this unfolds, and things do make its way to their intended recipient, the moment is brief. They walk away from the box eventually.
You see, the second problem with being in a glass box, other than being heard, is the lack of mobility. Others have to come to you, based on will or choice. You sit there, silently looking out into the world. Oh what possible conversations you could have! You laugh to yourself, at your own imagined retorts. You sigh to yourself, thinking of a potential grief. Something catches your eye, a friend! They are moving closer to you, grinning in anticipation. “Hiya! How are y—,” you beam as they get within muffled hearing distance. “You won’t believe it! I got transferred!!” Interjects your friend, before you can even finish your practiced greeting. Your face freezes. You mute yourself as they continue to unfurl their latest news. Your heart sinks, tuning out the details of their conversation while you become acutely aware of the sinking feeling in your chest. Another person down. One less interaction from the box.
As your friend leaves, waving goodbye as they venture forth into the world, your eyes linger a little too long on their disappearing path. A tear rolls down your face as they become a speck in your visible horizon. You lament at the thought that people don’t come to your box that much anymore. “Is it my box?” You think, checking the cleanliness of the glass, rubbing a small smudge away that you see in the corner with your sleeve. “Is it me?” You worry, going over each action and thought you have ever said, editing and proofing it like a term paper.
You keep staring around you, realizing that you can’t recall when you got into this box in any concerted way. All you know is that this has always felt safe and you have always felt content here. But you sit with that word a little longer—content. You realize that content isn’t a word you very much appreciate. You enjoy the box for its sturdy walls, it’s vantage point to look out into the world, and even the muffled way in which you hear things has a sort of clunky charm to it. You meander around the box, picking up and putting down random keepsakes people have left at your door, turning your TV on and off. You sighs noting that you have all the necessities here.
You look again out towards that speck of where your friend was. You realize with a hollowness in your chest that you have no idea how far away they said they were going. Only that you knew it was one less person to remind you that you are alive. Alive. You think about that word for a second longer—Alive. That spark you get, with every conversation of one of your visitors felt like Alive. You press your hand against the glass wall, thinking about what it’d be like to just push these walls down. Fear clutches at your throat. “My home?!” You think, reactively pulling back your hand as if you touched something scorching hot. “How can I destroy my home for the sake of walking?!” You mutter, starting to pace nervously in circles. You desperately glance around, longing to see a friend come up and reassure you that your home is safe and your life is fine.
You curl up a little bit, in your bed mildly staring at your tv. Another involuntary tear rolls down your face. A small black dot appears on the horizon, growing more in size. Another friend! You get up, with a determination to get this weight off of your chest. “Hello!! Thanks for stopping by! How ar—,” you begin, feeling a wave of relief before being cut off. “Dude, you won’t believe what just happened to me.” They start, oblivious to my greeting. They have such momentum in their story, I only got maybe one or two exclamatory words in before being cut off once more. Right as they end, I swiftly say “I think I wanna get out of here. Could I take a walk with you?” The friend furrows their brow, “What did you say” You strain your face muscles, gesturing now while you speak, “I think I want to get out of here. Can I take a walk with you? I just need—.” “I mean, its pretty boring out here but I could totally come inside for a bit!” They chuckle, as if they’ve only half heard me. “No, no I was hoping you could help me get out of here so I could get some fresh air! I can’t remember the last time I—,” a little yelp comes out of my friend as they check their phone. “Oh jeez, I’m so sorry I need to deal with this. See you next time! We’ll hang out soon.” They belt as the start walking off into the distance, eyes affixed to some pressing conversation on their screen. “Okay, no problem.” You almost whisper, slumping down the side one of the walls. You flatly stare at your other friend now walking off, becoming another dot.
For what feels like half a day, you just sit. By the time night falls, you gather yourself, go to your opaquely walled bathroom to get ready for bed, and fall asleep. As dawn approaches, sunlight dancing on your cheeks. You think to yourself, “My box is very cozy, what fun sleeping was.” You make yourself some breakfast while you watch a little show on the tv. You laugh with the audience. “I wonder who will stop by sometime next?” You smile to yourself, imagining all the possibilities and imagined conversations.
- Me, 2022, May 7th.
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interiorergonomics · 2 months
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Glass Works and Wall Partitions
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Glass works and wall partitions play a pivotal role in modern interior designs by offering versatility, functionality and aesthetic appeal to interior spaces. Glass partitions serve as effective room dividers in order to allow for the creation of separate zones within open-plan environments while maintaining a transparency trend and connectivity.
Glass Partitions
Glass partitions facilitate natural light penetration while enhancing spatial flow and promote visual openness. This can be implemented in commercial fit outs, residential spaces or public spaces. With that in mind, they're the best in creating a sense of expansiveness and flexibility.
Additionally, glass partitions can be customized with various finishes, textures and patterns to complement existing design elements. This way, they easily evoke specific atmospheres, ranging from sleek and minimalist to elegant and sophisticated.
Glass Walls
Furthermore, glass works extend beyond mere partitions, encompassing a wide range of applications such as glass walls, doors, windows and panels, all of which contribute to the overall ambiance and functionality of interior spaces.
Glass walls once used strategically can serve as focal points to define architectural features while allowing light to permeate through rooms, thus creating a luminous and airy environment.
Glass Doors and Panels
Glass doors offer a seamless transition between spaces to promote fluidity and connectivity within interiors. Moreover, glass panels and accents add visual interest and depth to walls. Once used with such intentions, they transform them into dynamic canvases for artistic expression and branding.
Finally, glass works and wall partitions represent essential elements of contemporary interior design, offering practical solutions for spatial division, light optimization, and aesthetic enhancement.
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stories-from-peter · 2 months
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Duck!
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I used to work in an office that had all glass walls and doors. There was one side that had sliding glass doors all along that led to a large patio. On nice days we would usually open a few of the patio doors.
One fine morning a crow landed near one of the open doors and hopped inside to investigate. He quickly became disoriented by the multiple reflections from the walls, doors, and windows. He made an attempt to escape by flying toward what looked like an open window leading to a pond. Instead of flying through the window he crashed into a glass wall.
The panicked crow took off in the opposite direction, flying low over the heads of people sitting at their desks. He soon hit the glass wall at the other end of the office. I had a clear view of the bird as he flew from one end of the room to the other, each time crashing into another pane of glass. I was afraid he would crash into one of my colleagues who was busy working and facing away from the action.
I watched in horror as the crow headed straight toward the head of my colleague, Angie. My first reaction was to yell "Duck!" but before I could get the word out of my mouth my sense of irony took over. I thought I should yell "Crow!" but that would just be confusing and my sanity might be called into question.
Before I could resolve the dilemma the crow got me off the hook by hitting a glass wall and falling to the floor. He lay motionless on the carpet until someone picked up the lifeless body and placed it on a small patio near the pond.
We all went over to have a look at the unfortunate bird. A few people offered suggestions of ways to dispose of the body. A few minutes later the crow regained consciousness, shook himself a few times and flew away.
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deathofapig · 5 months
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A large, modern backyard image with a rectangular natural hot tub Large minimalist backyard tile and rectangular natural hot tub photo
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fsmholidaze · 5 months
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Chicago Roofing Flat
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seideansidhe · 6 months
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Chicago Roofing Flat
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ahokyoya · 6 months
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Modern Exterior Large white two-story stucco exterior house image
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rockyintan · 6 months
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Flat New York A two-story, white, minimalist exterior home design example
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minpipism · 6 months
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Chicago Roofing Flat
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petitbeast · 6 months
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Wine Cellar Display in Chicago Example of a medium-sized modern wine cellar with display racks that has a dark wood floor and a brown floor.
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