There's nothing worse than a thoughtless idiot who thinks they know more than they do. Our brains are very sensitive to our surroundings. I moved into a new house a year or two ago, and everything in the house was grey or white. There was no real color and it was honestly effecting my psychology after awhile. I wasn't really content in the house until color was added, and once it was it made the space all the richer. The same logic applies to this, yet as usual with modernists they downplay the negative effects of their beliefs.
I absolutely loathe modern interior design choice.
I know why they do it. Pale, chalky, pastel colors, meant to act as a bland canvas that you can do anything with in terms of furniture and/or decoration without causing any garish color clash.
Which, co-incidentally, means anyone can move in at any time and instantly customize their space without having to invest in time or effort. It's built for the rootless cosmopolitan, the poor bastard stuck in an never-ending cycle of moving and relocating and never having to think about how things'll look five years from now. It's all bland, mindless goyslop for the eyes and brain, and dear god do I hate it.
Hah, the room I'm in is pale pastel chalky green, I'm called out. But the room next to it is dark bronze walls. Also a color choice for generic bland at one point in history, but the two side by side, clearly different eras of bland clashing, makes a nice contrast in its own right.
Cookie-cutter single-family dwelling units piled to the sky, no neighborhood life with everyone inside huddled around their streaming TVs, a 15-minute drive to the Megalo Mart or the Food Flood or order online for everything while you shuttle the spawn back and forth to bureaucratically organized and rigidly planned activities . . . it's the suburban nightmare, and there's apparently a part of the population that just looooves it.
You forgot a step. Here is the floor plan. Here is the floor plan, but with three different roofs. And here's the mirror versions, EIGHT different floor plans!
There's nothing worse than a thoughtless idiot who thinks they know more than they do. Our brains are very sensitive to our surroundings. I moved into a new house a year or two ago, and everything in the house was grey or white. There was no real color and it was honestly effecting my psychology after awhile. I wasn't really content in the house until color was added, and once it was it made the space all the richer. The same logic applies to this, yet as usual with modernists they downplay the negative effects of their beliefs.
I absolutely loathe modern interior design choice.
I know why they do it. Pale, chalky, pastel colors, meant to act as a bland canvas that you can do anything with in terms of furniture and/or decoration without causing any garish color clash.
Which, co-incidentally, means anyone can move in at any time and instantly customize their space without having to invest in time or effort. It's built for the rootless cosmopolitan, the poor bastard stuck in an never-ending cycle of moving and relocating and never having to think about how things'll look five years from now. It's all bland, mindless goyslop for the eyes and brain, and dear god do I hate it.
Hah, the room I'm in is pale pastel chalky green, I'm called out. But the room next to it is dark bronze walls. Also a color choice for generic bland at one point in history, but the two side by side, clearly different eras of bland clashing, makes a nice contrast in its own right.
I love white as it makes the area lighter and more open and airy. To each their own. But I love white and natural wood.
Actual white is a bold, vibrant, intense color that's a bitch to clean and I wish you well with that, cause that's one hell of a brave choice.
And yes, natural wood is awesome, and my preferred building material of choice.
I don't have kids or niggers so I don't have dirty walls.
I moved to the suburbs and the designs and such make me miserable.
Cookie-cutter single-family dwelling units piled to the sky, no neighborhood life with everyone inside huddled around their streaming TVs, a 15-minute drive to the Megalo Mart or the Food Flood or order online for everything while you shuttle the spawn back and forth to bureaucratically organized and rigidly planned activities . . . it's the suburban nightmare, and there's apparently a part of the population that just looooves it.
That part of the population loves not living in the “multicultural” cities. That’s priority one.
You forgot a step. Here is the floor plan. Here is the floor plan, but with three different roofs. And here's the mirror versions, EIGHT different floor plans!
My parents and extended family are like this, lol.
I really don't get it, but then, I don't really like driving all the time.
They're happy, especially if they can just get others to deliver the stuff, instead, as you point out...
I hate suburbs. They are so boring and isolated.