Maybe I should just reshape this blog into an architecture and interiors Pinterest board but I’ve got to believe that, at some point soon, my House project will get underway and, gasp, even finish and normal life will resume.
Until then, sadly, I am obsessed to the point of madness with House insides, outsides and upsides, resolutely ignoring all downsides.
Today, I find myself thinking about my imaginary second home …
Not as crazy as you might think because travelling with wheelchair is so extraordinarily difficult that I do it as little as possible, at least until the PBH (Plus Black Husband) gives up work entirely when we might feel more able to face the intense stress of such travels – believe me, we’ve tried, from 1998-2007, and it is a nightmare and, since then, I’ve become physically more frail. Not good news.
In lieu of holidays, I dream of an escape to the countryside – love the UK, just need a change from London scenery occasionally (and I do mean occasionally – we’re total urbanites).
I’ve not been able to square the second home cost/number of probable visits loop with the PBH yet but if he were to see this – Appareil Architecture: Chalet Grand-Pic, Quebec – and, if I were able to find some appropriate spot, I think he might bite … he’s going to need a retirement project, no?
And, oh, I’ll say it again: Appareil Architecture: Chalet Grand-Pic, Quebec. Isn’t it the most beautiful black cabin you’ve ever seen? Click through to Dezeen to see and read more.
I guess the location helps. I’ve been to Quebec in my pre wheelchair days and loved it. However, the UK is remarkably lovely too though in different ways. I think we could make the Black Cabin, UK location work.
As an architectural statement, the Chalet soars, as high as the trees it sits along side. All of it’s lines are elongated, reaching up high to mountain and sky whilst contained in the warm hand-clasp of cozy black wood.
Internally, it is sparse in material and form. Huge windows frame and bring In the natural beauty beyond.
I’d need ramps, of course but no mechanical lift to break down at inconvenient moments, just sweeping rolling statements of sloping to get in, up and round. And, no, being in a wheelchair doesn’t mean rooting yourself to ground floors only. If anything, we’re desperate to get up high, see the views, breathe the air: we just want it to be achieved with ease. Design a solution, solve a problem.
Make it simple and stylishly elegant.
And, staggeringly different from my – beloved – tall thin Victorian main home.
Appareil Architecture: Chalet Grand-Pic, Quebec:
‘tis such stuff that dreams are made on’
– that’s almost a quote from Shakespeare’s The Tempest 🖤