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Giuditta Dea
Variable lighting options with dimming ability, color-changing technology and variation throughout the day can integrate into the walls and ceilings, promoting patient choice and control, as well as enhanced recovery, supporting better sleep patterns. These spaces might look and feel futuristic, but they are the reality of design today.
For this project, HGA incorporated a prefabrication modular wall system in the foot and headwalls of all 55 inpatient rooms. Flexible panels in the headwall allow changes to the outlet configuration, removing the need to shut down the room for use and reducing the dust and debris associated with traditional construction causing issues with infection control.
What is it about an old barn that is so enticing? Is it thebeauty of its unrefined, naturally battered old walls and rusting roof? Is itthe way it takes our mind back in time to a more primitive, simple era whenlife was more provincial?
While walking the Camino de Santiago pilgrimage in Spain a few years ago, I had an epiphany. If I renovated one of the two barns on my property, I could rent out the larger farmhouse and live in the renovated barn! This would be far more practical and would much better suit my character and current lifestyle. With the magic touch of my local contractor, Steve Dandeneau, he and I designed and renovated my barn while doing our best to preserve its integrity and history.
There is something that is so comforting that radiates from recreated old space and the use of old materials. Particularly an old barn. It is not for everyone. I feel you have to have a huge respect for the past and an understanding of history to really appreciate it. The space we all worked together on is warm and inviting. It is not perfect, it is not over done. It retains so much charm that could only be fashioned out of the passage of time, elements and the touch of man, animal or insect. There are many wormholes in what used to be a working barn on a farm.
"If Walls Could Speak is not just about architecture; it is about a man in search of beauty, truth, and service to people though examining 'nature, the nature of the universe, and the nature of man.' In his autobiography, Moshe Safdie succeeds in making the walls speak, revealing not only the depth, curiosity, and drive of a man with a mission, but also the challenges he faced creating extraordinary work over five decades. Perhaps he says it best: 'If we seek truth, we shall find beauty.' I was profoundly moved reading this book."
Yes, these walls talk about the blessing of the heritage of faith in our God passed down from one generation to the next. Ultimately, all else pales. Passing on the saving faith in Jesus to our children and grandchildren is our purpose and our passion.
BENEFIEL: So we're talking about very delicate writing in most cases and that to me was just so eye opening. It made me realize, okay. Our modern ideas about graffiti are, are nothing like what was going on in the first century.
BENEFIEL: And in that book, towards the very end, he has a small chapter on graffiti. And he says, you know, the graffiti generally don't give us much information because the type of people who would scrawl their name on walls are not the type of people that we're interested in. And so there's this idea that we really are interested in the elites of town, kind of the leading citizens, the ones who have the nice homes with the good art.
We don\u2019t want to spring anything too extreme on you, but who\u2019s ready for the Spread Commune? The idea came to us between battling ant invasions, tugging up wheelbarrows-full of weeds, de-Cheerio-ing floors, detecting the source of that mysterious kitchen funk, and scrolling Wirecutter for a replacement clothes dryer this past glorious, relaxing summer weekend. A question began to take shape: Maybe the problem wasn\u2019t life. Maybe it was\u2026.the house? Then Anne Helen Petersen, that most versatile of Substack theorists, hit us with, \u201CHow Your House Makes You Miserable,\u201D arguing that things went downhill when we let our single-family homes become all the things. In the HGTV-era they\u2019re supposed to embody our personal taste, be competitively tasteful and tailored to our every interest and activity, but they are also (for most of those lucky enough to own one) our single greatest investment, one whose resale value we obsessively Zillow: \u201CEven if you have no intention of selling in the near or even semi-near future, there\u2019s persistent pressure to make your space amenable to a theoretical someone who isn\u2019t you, the person who very much lives there right now.\u201D Then we finally got around to listening to Ezra Klein\u2019s interview with Kristen Ghodsee, author of Everyday Utopia: What 2,000 Years of Wild Experiments Can Teach Us About the Good Life. Klein loves to talk about how hard and unnatural modern nuclear-family parenting is (same!), and to dillydally among ideas about radical alternatives while attempting none of them (same!) and Ghodsee is full of fascinating insights on how the (relatively young) ideal of the single-family home has left us disconnected from each other, overusing resources, and raising kids in the most challenging way possible\u2026and bada-boom-bada-bing, by the time they signed off we were ready to hand in our house keys. So back to that commune: We\u2019re thinking\u2026turf (no need to mow!), a big pool that\u2019s perfectly flat and shiny, because it\u2019s only an illusion of a pool. (The slide accessory, however: so real and so fun!) We won\u2019t need to lock our doors; heck, we won\u2019t even have doors! Because our dwellings will be airy, in a palette of hot pinks plus the occasional pop of pale yellow or vibrant turquoise; everyone gets a heart-shaped bed and a fuschia Saarinen tulip table. Our toothbrushes will be gigantic. And every night will be ladies\u2019 night! Oh, wait\u2026
All the experts say that when faced with a tsunami, the safest thing to do is not to fight it. Just go with it. Let it take you where it wants to. It\u2019s going to anyway. So I think it\u2019s best that we all admit that, for the foreseeable future, all roads lead to The Pink One and that, intentionally or not, in writing about men finding much-needed friendship on the great pickleball court of life, the New York Times\u2019s Michelle Cottle has really just penned another Barbie op-ed. Because what is Barbie if not a movie about male fragility? I think the \u201Cmale loneliness epidemic\u201D is legit, and at least moderately concerning, yet I\u2019ll admit that stories about how hard men find life these days often bring on a weary eye roll. Then I remember that I have two sons who need to be able to make friends past the age of elementary school, so I soldier on and keep reading. Cottle says their kind does not bond the way mine does\u2014by using our words\u2014but rather via Activities! Hobbies! Playtime! (Indeed, what Cottle calls \u201Cthe go-out-and-play\u201D approach to helping one\u2019s dude meet more bros so that he can stay sane does sound suspiciously like summer camp sign-up week.) To put Cottle\u2019s advice in Barbie parlance, here are some \u201Cdoing\u201D things you can send your men out to try with other men: Ride invisible horsies. Rollerblade. Surf. Choreograph dance-off moves. Or Beach. Yeah, they could definitely Beach.\u2014Maggie
When I first set foot in women\u2019s magazines in 2012, I was bewildered by the \u201Cthemed\u201D issues at Elle (and all of our competitors): May was always\u2026The Beauty Issue! September\u2026The Fashion Issue! From the comfort of my $23,000 Moncler puffer ballgown, I couldn\u2019t help but wonder: Wasn\u2019t every issue of a beauty- and fashion-mag (even one with dazzling features! #featuresdept4life) a \u201Cbeauty\u201D and \u201Cfashion\u201D issue? The boring truth turned out to be that these themes were merely grabs for large categories of advertisers. Philosophical-lit mag the Point, however, has dedicated its summer issue to Beauty, and something tells me they didn\u2019t have Unilever or Procter & Gamble in mind. In the package: A raw and moving piece from Rachel Wiseman about her pregnancy loss (at five months) and the work of French artist Sophie Calle (\u201CTo confront beauty is, inevitably, to confront longing and the possibility of loss,\u201D Wiseman writes); an essay with the can\u2019t-not-click title \u201CThe Right to Beauty,\u201D about living in Amman, Jordan, by Ursula Lindsey; Jessica Swoboda on #morningroutines and the millennial aesthetic. My favorite of the lot is by Becca Rothfeld: \u201CUnnatural Gifts\u201D investigates beautiful women from life and literature whose allure goes beyond the sum of their physical parts. To which I say: Maybe it\u2019s Maybelline?\u2014Rachel
What teenage girl hasn\u2019t screamed, \u201DI hate you, mom! I'm never going to talk to you again!\u201D Okay, maybe you didn't, but I\u2019ve always been known for my dramatic flare. Standard teenage rebellion isn\u2019t what\u2019s up in Fortesa Latifi\u2019s recent Cosmopolitan article, however. She investigates the rise of total estrangement from family: In a 2020 survey, 10 percent of Americans over the age of 18 had cut ties with a parent; 8 percent with a sibling; and another 9 percent with extended relations like grandparents and cousins. Latifi speaks with young people whose parents abused them, rejected them for coming out as LGBTQ+, and raised them in conservative churches. Each had hit a breaking point. For the queer and non-binary Ant, that came after their mother denied that the shooting at Orlando\u2019s LGBTQ nightclub Pulse had happened, and their dad responded to the tragedy by using a slur against queer people\u2014even as Ant tried to locate someone they had recently dated, who had planned on going to Pulse that night. Afterward, Ant felt profound relief; others saw the move as a path to future connection, a necessary period of reflection, \u201Clike cutting hair to make it grow longer.\u201D \u2014Tess Abraham-Macht
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