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In the office of my dreams, there would exist some hanging plants, along with jade plants and cacti. Several large windows with shutters looking out onto my garden. Poppies, daffodils, and hollyhocks would crowd the foreground beneath my sills.
Inside, one entire wall would be a chalkboard. A U-shaped computer desk. A mini-fridge stocked with grapefruit juice, soymilk, cereal, canned mandarin oranges, neufchatel cheese, cream crackers, and fancy smoked oysters in tins. A coffeemaker with fancy-schmancy coffee. Southern Comfort and smoky glass tumblers.
I would have specific prints on the wall, by Klimt and Dali. The Temptation of St. Anthony. Dream Caused By The Flight Of a Bee Around A Pomegranate, A Second Beforing Waking. Couple With Their Heads Full Of Clouds. And then Birch Wood, Beech Forest, Island At Lake Atter, Judith I and Judith II, Leda, Danae, Pallas Athene, and Water Serpents.
What the heck. I'd require incredible wall-space for all these lovelies, anyway! How about some Alfonse Mucha. Gotta love that Art Nouveau. I dunno why. Tranquil and organic prettification, perhaps.
A Tiffany Lamp would probably be too much. Or is that Art Deco? I get confused. Deco is geometric, Nouveau is organic. Uh. Uh.
Candles! Neutral carpet. An overstuffed wingback chair. A reading lamp of the Art Nouveau persuasion, uh, wrought iron climbing ivy and the like. Freestanding bookcases accessible at the back and front, like library shelves.
And finally, a Dutch door to keep critters out but smiles always accessible. And anyone living with me wouldn't necessarily have to scream to get my attention.
last modified Jun 1, 2002 at 13:30
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