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Homes: Former Potato Barns Converted By Houben & Van Mierlo Architecten
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Former Potato Barns Converted By Houben & Van Mierlo Architecten


Houben & Van Mierlo Architecten has transformed a pair of former barns in Amsterdam into residences that combine original features with nods to their industrial past.

The two neighbouring buildings are located in Amsterdam Noord – an upcoming neighbourhood to the north of the IJ river.

Eindhoven-based Houben & Van Mierlo Architecten was asked to create two modern homes – including one for photographers Maurice Scheltens and Liesbeth Abbenes, who requested a studio space in their property.

The buildings are both from different periods, and were constructed using different methods.

The first was erected around the time of the second world war using a hybrid construction, while the second dates from the 1960s and features a steel frame, wooden floors and a concrete facade.

Several extensions added during the intervening years were removed and the buildings were stripped back to their basic shells at the beginning of the renovation process.

The architects chose to maintain the resulting open-plan rooms. They adapted them to accommodate loft-like living and working spaces featuring high, exposed ceilings.

Materials introduced for structural, technical or aesthetic purposes are chosen to complement the industrial feel of the interiors.

Black steel columns and beams brace the walls and support upper storeys slotted in beneath the pitched roofs. Whitewashed brick walls and exposed venting add to the raw aesthetic.

The photographic studio created for Scheltens and Abbenes has double-height ceilings, plus clerestory windows providing natural light.

The dramatic space also features an exposed pitched roof and is overlooked by a window set in the wall of the master bedroom on the first floor.

Next to the studio, an office is housed in a single-storey flat-roofed volume between the two buildings. The other half of this structure contains a dining area connected to the open-plan kitchen and living room.

A corner between the lounge and dining space contains large glass surfaces, with integrated doors leading out onto a terrace and the garden beyond.

A guest room situated off the main living space features a tiled wash area and glazed doors that open onto a small patio.

Much of the furniture, lighting, hardware, paint finishes and wall tiles in the photographers’ home was provided by companies the duo has collaborated with, including Farrow & Ball, Scholten & Baijings and Muller Van Severen.

Source: Dezeen

Hi! My name is Abby, I’m 19 years old, and I’m from West Virginia! I’m looking for a snail mail pen pal to send letters & other things to each other, I’ve had a couple of pen pals in the past and while none of them have really “stuck” I love sending and receiving mail and would love to have some people who also enjoy that to communicate with. I really like reading & writing, and I’ve been trying to get into crafting more. Mostly, that means I make dream catchers, but I’m hoping to move on to other things and maybe even set up an etsy shop sometime for some of my crafts! I also read tarot cards and am working on palm readings too! I enjoy all things witchy and creepy and all things hella girly. I am an oxymoron of sorts. I have 5 tattoos and I plan on being covered on day. Also, I have no idea what I am doing with my life. Short term goal: get a job, get a van, convert it, live in it, travel, sell my crafts. Long term goal: help victims of sexual and domestic abuse. Anyway, If any of this seems like a good time to you, and you’d enjoy snail mail please get in contact with me for more info! 

anmcdade@gmail.com, juustabby.tumblr.com 

Hope to hear from you soon! xoxo

So, like, Magic Mike XXL but instead of one last hurrah for a stripper convention it’s the Avengers’ one last get together for super-heroing. Tony’s long since gotten out of the game, hanging at home in his garage welding, but Barton tricks him back in again. Steve has a problem because Tony just left them and turned his back - but eventually they bro it out and make up. Includes heroing set to Backstreet Boys “I Want it That Way” where Thor gets himself out of the rut he didn’t realise he was in. The others cheer him on as he totally destroys a small town in an effort to get his mojo back - but he does manage to get the cat out of the tree in the end. Yes, Barton is driving a converted ice cream van. Yes, he has been paying his way by dealing pizza on the side. Yes, he would appreciate if said van is still in one piece at the end of all this. And yes. They still need a leader. Someone who ties them all together, someone who knows the Avengers like no other. Yes. Phil Coulson has been running a strip joint geared at fulfilling women’s desires.

Originally posted by ococircusboy

anonymous asked:

Other than traveling the world, what's on your bucket list.

converting a van/bus into a camper and living in it for months and months. also hiking the pct. maybe i’ll triple crown it one day and add the appalacian trail and the cdt WHO KNOWS. basically move me to america so i can do all of these things always

youtube

How to convert a van to an off-road camper in 17 days.

(via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wksm1xI1Ms0)

flashkitty  asked:

Very upset she stood in the doorstep. "Why weren't you there Kisuke?" Yoruichi crossed her arms. "I felt like crap! And you know why? Because your child KNEW you weren't there! Your reiatsu didn't spread and I waited all night. "

“Well, I…” Instinctively, he’d thrown up his hands in defense, but now faltered – she looked so miserable.  He dropped his arms and his gaze, and when he lifted his eyes, they were soulful and apologetic. 

“You… you were having such unusual food cravings, Yoruichi-san. And— when you expressed a very strong need for garlic ice cream, I determined to go to some extraordinary lengths to get it. But— once I converted the delivery van into a refrigerated transport, it was a short five-hour round trip to a specialty creamery, so I knew I’d be back by dawn. I didn’t think I’d be missed.” He yawned, rubbing the early morning sun out of his eyes. “I… did achieve my goal…” His countenance radiated modest pride as he threw open the rear doors of the van.

“Do you think 20 cubic meters will be enough to see you through?”