A $678,000 house where creativity dies

There is a lie that permeates technical discussions about space. The theory, she says, is that the artist needs unlimited free time, infinite solitude, and infinite space around his little brain in order to produce anything worthwhile. I understand where this mentality comes from. Part of it is ongoing, I think, because there’s always a moment – whether it’s a minute or a few days – after you get back from vacation where your creativity is in heaps. Since your brain has had time to work in the background without your intervention, it is easier to move forward.

But a large part of that belief, whether people want to learn about it or not, comes from the history of art and who makes it. Many people think that the only way to produce anything of value is to work very little because for a very long time, the only people who could produce anything creative at all were those with large sums of family money. There is an aversion to what I would call, for lack of a better analogy, the actors.

Everyone wants to believe that if they were given a home on a plot and income and no other responsibilities (maybe a picnic lunch basket would be delivered to their door every day), they would be able to write the next great American novel. I think this is kind of stupid. Sure it’s nice to have a space for your art, and you definitely need time (which is a luxury not everyone has), but you don’t need to be secluded in the woods. You do not need to separate yourself from society. You definitely don’t need to focus solely on making something great.

When you do that laser focussed on the idea of ​​greatness, you lose every chance of getting to something meaningful because you focus too hard on what art can do for you and not enough on what art wants. That’s a whole lot of theories to rationally say that I don’t think running away from my problems and the world will fix the creative problems I’ve been having lately. But emotionally, I’m still buying wholesale in the cultural theory of rubbish that might as well be.

I brought Emily home today to my inbox. She said Zillow has become part of her “self-soothing pre-bedtime surfs” (same!) but this home isn’t a bedtime surf. It’s a house of art, in theory, but there’s no art you (or I) want to see!

Emily found the house because she was browsing real estate in New Mexico because it’s “a blue state with Mexican food, so it’s good to dream of a waking state where politicians don’t practically try my death with guns, disease, carbon monoxide, hypothermia or hyperthermia or the adventure of pregnancy.” As someone who grew up in Texas, I get that feeling in my stomach.

New Mexico is also an amazing country to dream about. Maybe heaven can solve all your problems. Maybe if you go out there and grab a big hat and work on your art all day and never have to read emails, you might be the next Georgia O’Keeffe. Who says you can’t?

Anyway, this house is a good reality check. The listing says that part of this house is used as an art studio. It’s in Albuquerque, and the hype promises “high ceilings.” At three beds, three bathrooms, 2,994 square feet and listed for $678,000, it certainly doesn’t look like the worst home we’ve seen.

But Emily warned me. She said, “It feels like a dream house, in the sense that it was built based on plans made in someone’s dreams, when they couldn’t read or interpret the measurements.” horrifying.

Let’s see what we have here. This week’s house tour:

Screenshot: Zillow

I must admit it always freaks me out when there’s an image like this first in a slideshow. This is not a great picture of the house, but it also shows that the house is surrounded by an empty parking lot. The plot says it’s 0.31 acres, so I’m assuming some of that parking lot will be ours. But do we want it?

Before we go inside, I’d also like to point out that the red flag the size of a soccer ball is swinging dangerously in front of my face right now. Until this month the market may have been a seller’s market. Homes were flying over Zillow before I could write about them because interest rates were low and people were snatching homes left and right. This is no longer true. Homes are lingering longer in many places.

But this house. nations. It was listed in May 2021. It did not sell. The price was reduced and re-listed in September. It was on sale in a couple of weeks, but then something happened. Sale not done. Again it was listed in December, and its sale was pending in January. Again, the sale did not take place. Again, it was listed in early May, quickly had a pending sale, and was back on the market again on the 1st of this month.

So there is something very, very wrong with this house. Several people seemed to have looked at it, and were convinced that they could fix it, and the inspector told them in no uncertain terms that it was beyond repair.

Here is the monster:

Screenshot: Zillow

Fabulous. Not sure where to start with this. There are some strange compositional decisions here. There are tiles on the floor and on the wall. There is some kind of terrible prison in the lower right corner. These stairs… a deadly trap. And listen, I live in a place with some death trap stairs right now and they aren’t that scary. This is a great place to twist your ankle for sure!

I’m also not sure how I feel about this open roof. I understand the impulse to get rid of low ceilings, but now look at this:

Screenshot: Zillow

This tube is not even going anywhere!!!! It’s just industrial design juxtaposed in a space with a lot of flair. The yellow painted metal stair railing particularly bothers me. who did this? Why! Who put this window in the stairwell? Why did God leave us? We will never know.

I think let’s get into that little room over there.

Screenshot: Zillow

Oh, it’s an office/living room/TV room/cafe! Absolutely normal!

I never like when the windows are covered in Zillow’s uprights because it makes me afraid that some horror is hiding outside. Could you not open the windows for a minute to take this picture? scary!

I also don’t like this window unit air conditioner. New Mexico is hot! Soon there will be no water! Here is a place where there are many ways to die rushing towards you from every direction

On top of all this, the floors are either fake or fake, and they look bad. And why does this lamp look as if it contains ashes nearby that no one likes to talk about? Feelings could be worse if this was one house with the whole prison in it.

Let’s go where I think it’s upstairs but where I know for sure the kitchen:

Screenshot: Zillow

Ah yes a kitchen. It has all the normal things in the kitchen like, uh, a drawer with a glass window full of noodles? natural!

Again we can’t see the windows, which scares me, but we also can’t see the oven. There is a stovetop and toaster oven, but no regular size oven. Maybe it’s too hot in New Mexico to cook in the oven. And call me old fashioned but I think a house for about $700,000 should come with a damn dishwasher.

I really like these tiles with the yellow circles on them. This is what I find tempting. But if you look closely at the green tile on the left, you’ll see that it’s crookedly laid in the wall. This does not bode well.

Moving on to our bedroom.

Screenshot: Zillow

it’s boring. I hate that. I don’t like how the bricks are only partially whitewashed on the wall. I don’t like this odd plywood wall. I hate all this. I did not include the photo where someone installed Saltillo floor tiles on the walls. It felt like a step too far.

Here, let’s see the vault.

Screenshot: Zillow

no. no. no. Do you see that wet spot on the shaft? To me, that screams water damage. See that big fan next to him? More water! It can’t be good.

The description said that this space is being used by an artist, and I can’t imagine what kind of artist could work in an ugly space. I do not want it. Just as I don’t like to imagine what would come out of that unfortunate little door in the wall, or what that wooden stranger was.

It’s hard to believe this is a space for creativity, even though it does have some natural light, plenty of privacy, and enough terrible vibes to write an entire horror movie.

Oh! Here’s the stove!

Screenshot: Zillow

where is that? I can not tell you! It’s a different room. Is it upstairs or downstairs? How are you supposed to navigate things in this strange space? Is this locker open or is it closed forever? These are the unanswerable questions of our time.

There are also some wine glasses here, which is good I think, but what’s very concerning is that from here all the photos seem to have been taken on the iPhone. this is not good. This is it distasteful Signing an expensive house. Hire someone to take pictures! At the very least, turn your damn phone into a landscape so the pictures fill the entire screen. No, this is the cut of something.

Here’s another photo on the iPhone:

Screenshot: Zillow

Wow cactus. Full of information. This photo seems to highlight that the baseboard is not only made of small sections of wood but some of it is not stained the same color. What a mess! This also seems to be one of the only rooms in the house that doesn’t have tons of natural light, so I’m not sure how the cactus survives for so long.

There is something else we must see. there he is:

Screenshot: Zillow

What a beautiful picture that includes all the problems of this house. Here we have a recently installed loft that cuts out the large circle window that we can see outside. We have an aesthetically added brick wall that does not appear to be structural in any way. We have both a beacon low enough to raise our head and a sloping ceiling to hit our head. These steps are ugly and there is a carpet. What a whirlwind.

This is a great reminder that the grass is not always greener. Escape to the desert would not activate our creativity if we had to live in this terrible house. This is where creativity dies.

This week’s home was listed for $678,000 for one month. If you buy this house please let me know. I think maybe the most creative person in the world can fix it.

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