So, what do you see? What do you think?
How does this strike you?
I have to say, when I first saw this photo, it struck a chord deep within me. Beauty aside, what a simple statement of order instilled. Composure. Such calm. I love it. (more…)
Ha ~ This one totally cracked me up. You know how in my last post, I talked about the elusive masterpieces tucked away on gracious Atlantan Lots. Architectural gems that are hidden all around town. Beautifully sculpted dream homes with magnificent detailing designed by abundantly talented artisans. Well, I’ve been intrigued with this one from the road for some time now.
You’d think that this is a gentleman’s farm stuck right in the heart of Buckhead. Based off of the country feel and the regal barn, what do you suppose the main house will look?
Welcome to Grand Ol’ Atlanta. There’s no other place like it. 75 to 100 years ago, the outlining boundary of the city was acre after acre of rolling country side. Gentleman farms for the families of the business tycoons who pioneered this burgeoning new town. It was not uncommon at all for a family to build their estate on a 60+ acre piece while their children occupied the forty acres to the south and their best friends another forty to the west. Even though the parcels have been broken down over the years, they still remain magnificent!
What this translates into is an air of privacy, of sophistication, of style that is rarely seen in any residential community, anywhere. And, one that is almost impossible to replicate.
Chalk it up to massive lots, crowned with a spectacular coverage of trees, meticulously placed homes, architectural gemstones, and what you have left is just plain Magical.
Beauty unfolding with every turn. Treasures held exclusively for family and close friends.
And, for some of us, the joy of exploration.
All my Bests,
Hey ~ we’ll get straight to the meat with this one. It’s Thanksgiving weekend and I’m having a wonderful time down in Macon, GA. Enjoying the season with the extended family and soaking in the beautiful weather. As with a lot of family get-togethers though, some of the conversations have settled in around current events. All the basic junk that you hear over and over. Kind of a steady drumbeat of a bleak outlook. (more…)
The other day I wrote a post about an amazing home that we had a chance to explore and about the conversations that subsequently developed surrounding the “Character” of the home. How it primarily goes back to the level of thought that is put forward into the formation of the project. As I think about it a little bit more though, there is another piece of the puzzle that is worthy of consideration. You see, after that evening, a friend of mine sent me a link of a North Carolina Architectural firm, who he has been following, showing off some of their spectacular work.
Well… all I can say is, I hate it that you missed this one. What an amazing home to run through.
Evening was falling; and yet, the entire crew was converging fast. Filled with anticipation. Darting through Atlanta’s traffic with a single purpose in mind. I knew that we would have a great turn out, but, I was truly impressed when I turned the corner onto Andrews Drive at 5:58 only to find it already throughly lined. The only thing more impressive was the stature of the Home with every window lit as it sat in the backdrop of a heavily wooded lot. Our hosts, the team of Dawn Mullins at Harry Normans, were wonderful. They took care of everything. Even providing chauffeuring services, escorting attendees up the lengthy cobblestone driveway.
Having being dropped at the foot of this masterpiece, we began to soak it all in.
Well ~ It’s that time of year. The holiday season is upon us and a ton of cool events are comin’ down the pipes. Stay plugged in here and I’ll feed you as many as I can.
Let me start out these postings with one of my favorite groups: The Insitute of Classical Architecture and Art.
The other week, we had a guest lecture and book signing from the lendendary Gil Schafer at one of Atlanta’s most prominent architect’s personal home. Instead of going on and on with this one, I think I’ll just shut up and let the photos speak for themselves. (more…)