A House Built for Books

Due in no small part to my parents’ arguably accurate viewpoint that literature is the pinnacle of art, I have alway had a savage love for books. The fantastic fictional worlds I’m drawn to lose myself in are but a small part of my affinity; I love the smell of books, the way a book feels in my hands as I read it, the familiar thump of a paperback in a pocket, and the way a home adorned with countless shelves of books is truly made complete.

When I saw this home, constructed by Gianni Bartsford Architects for an unnamed writer, seemingly built for the express purpose of housing, enjoying, and creating books, I was immediately filled with an avaristic lust. Oh sure, it’s also located on a private, quiet, topical beach-front forest in Costa Rica and that sounds heavenly; but you could put a room such as the one above in the most foul armpit of the world and still I could be found reclined in my chair, lost to the world by dint of the book in my lap.

Gianni Botsford [FFFFound : ectochat] Thanks, Xiph!