What a gem this 1800 stone house is in Kutztown, Pennsylvania. 3bd. 2ba. $599,900.
I thought that the light center hall would be a preview of what the rest of the house looks like, but it’s not.
I never would’ve expected the kitchen too look like this.
Original doors, but I wonder why they made the hearth into a closet.
So pretty, and you can see the stone on the upper wall, in addition to the beamed ceiling. The wide plank floor looks so good, I’m wondering if it’s original.
This is so cozy.
Nice powder room.
Isn’t the sitting room pretty?
The size of the rooms in this home are so large. Look at this kitchen, it’s huge.
Lots of cabinetry for storage and look at the pantry.
Back in the central hall to the stairs. Look at the mural. Very nice. This house has some lovely special touches.
I didn’t expect a mezzanine and look, it’s big enough to sit on.
This is the 3rd bd., but it’s being currently used as a family room.
Two of the bds. Notice the original hardware on the doors.
Neat bath.
Love the porches.
Beautiful gardens and grounds.
And, look, it’s an outhouse. There are 1.52 acres of land.
https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/385-Albright-Rd-Kutztown-PA-19530/8901062_zpid/
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Mysore Architecture realllllllly surprises me sometimes, cause this is an amalgamation of way too many styles, bang in the centre of the city.
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I visited a friend in Oxford this weekend, and having read Babel last year, RF Kuang’s incredible historical fantasy about the role of universities in British colonialism, it was impossible for me to admire the architecture there without thinking about its imperial legacy and persisting imperialist function, and the effect it had on me, on Oxford residents, and on Oxford students. I didn’t take any pictures because I always forget to do that, so enjoy these ones I found on Google. 🙃
The main Bodleian building is probably the most iconic from Oxford, and it’s impossible to communicate the absolute grandeur of its presence when you’re actually there. It’s also perhaps the building most similar in both form and function to Babel in RF Kuang’s story, it being also a central towering library. This is just one of several imposing and beautiful old buildings there though, all of which inescapably give you the impression of being part of - or at least in the presence of - a mighty, cultured civilisation. My friend said she felt the same thing in Durham, where we studied, but Oxford is on a whole other level.
The Oxford motto is apparently “fortis est veritas”, or “the truth is strong”, which I did see around on various buildings. I couldn’t believe how on the nose it was. It perfectly encapsulates what Kuang is critiquing, and they emblazon it proudly on their city: we use this knowledge to enrich ourselves through conquest; this beauty you see around you, this skilled craftsmanship, is both the product and the tool of empire. Knowledge and material is taken from other lands, developed by those with the privilege not to be concerned by more immediate things like food and shelter, and then used to conquer more lands.
I think it was the statues that really affected me though. There was something so intimidating about being surrounded by all these figures of “great men”. It’s hard not to feel fundamentally inferior. But what must it be like to see them when you know that you’ve been invited to join their number, when you’re a student in their institution? I can’t imagine it’s freeing. I have to think that - unless you resist it, as I’m sure many do to varying degrees - it feels like a terrifying pressure to conform to the precise idea of greatness embodied and projected by those statues - a European, masculine, individualist, imperialist one. It’s no wonder it’s often a very specific type of person who comes out of Oxford. It’s no wonder so many of our politicians are from there.
If you haven’t read Babel, I can’t recommend it enough. I read Kuang’s new book, Yellowface, in a single sitting yesterday too, so read that one too. 😂 They’re both excellent critiques of intellectual culture while also being incredibly gripping reads. They combine nuanced characters with blunt didacticism, which in Yellowface in particular she reflects on and defends as a style, in a way that feels so edifying once you get over the popular prejudice against didacticism. Maybe we should be uncompromising in certain truths about the evils of colonialism, racism, and capitalism, ya know?
Both books were advertised to an almost obnoxious degree in every bookshop there, and my friend said everyone she talked to on her short course was talking about Babel, so I like to think there’s hope.
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The facade of the colonial-style home
https://bellevivir.com/2019/08/lauren-santo-domingos-southampton-home.html
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