"A woman must have money and a room of her own if she is to write fiction."- Virginia Woolf
Maybe it's my architectural training and a desire to make sense of a wandering career path by uniting two skill sets, but I'm 100% with Virginia on this one.
I've always loved beautifully constructed buildings, simple spaces and the use of natural materials, and I have to confess my heart gave a little skip when I saw this writer's retreat built at the end of his garden. The clean bright interior, the books, the natural light, the wood-fired stove, a comfy chair, the delicious aroma of cedar shingles.
My architect's voice says with such a large roof-light, they didn't need quite as much glass facing the garden - it's not very private for a work space - less glass means more walls, oodles more bookshelves and books, and I do wonder how any writing is to be done when there is no evidence of a kettle for the very necessary drinking of tea.
But this is mere quibbling.
I daresay it would take me no time at all to turn a space like this into the uproar of the kitchen table, my current writing station - architects' photos rarely show people, cluttering up their beautiful pristine spaces, or, heaven forfend, actually living in them - but, ah, what messy bliss that would be.
Photos by Wai Hing Ng. More at Dezeen.com