
Two of these pictures are from a listing. One is not. Can you tell which is the impostor?
Found By: Helena
Loveliest comment, by anodean: Well, call me a lifetime geek unlettered in the liberal arts, but I confess: I could not take my eyes off the two-wire, ceiling-strung track lighting. As each room unfolded, all I could visualize was the trolley car… which inexplicably emerged in reverse grammar: “When is coming the trolley?”
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First thing I thought of when I saw that listing photo was the library in _The Name of the Rose_. Good grief. That’s quite a domicile. I wonder where they park their carriage.
It’s a Dutch master…of disaster. Considering that they haven’t obliterated the lovely garden yet, I’d say it’s also a work in progress.
It looks like it’s the home of a rapist… The words above the bath mean: “Gentle if it’s possible, hard if it’s necessary” :S
I’m sure a lot of artists feel that way about gallery owners.
Wow, paintings everywhere. Including in the kitchen, the bathroom and on the sofa. Surprised they don’t have any paintings in the garden.
Don’t get them started on the garden: it’s the only restful thing about this place!
It could be nice if it were decluttered…..by removing about three tons of kitch and ‘decorations.’ This is bordering on hording. Neat hording but hording or obsession.
I love MC Escher
Me too
I see this domicile as somewhere for the Hale Bopp cult (Heaven’s Gate) to carry out their final acts of mass suicide. Living here for just five minutes would make me want to end it all! Yikers…
I can’t tell: is it an art gallery (see the hanging sign outside the front door? Seems to say something about ‘Gallerie’) or a private home?
Either way, they’ve got both too much stuff in there, plus an extreme fondness for track lighting in all forms.
According to the listing and Google Translate, “Gracious cross this classic patrician Irish Gothic Revival house all objects from the windward to the Westersingel. Anno 1895 adorned with the traditional stepped gable. As if time has stood still. A magnificent example of architecture, which is signed by Mr J. van Gils, underlies the construction of this unprecedented and almost majestic object. Many Rotterdam and abroad recognize this object from thousands. The whole has been 32 years been used as gallery. Middle of the city center with all amenities within walking distance. By preserving its unique character, ornaments, woodwork, high ceilings and garden.”
Hope that clears things up.
oh yeah, crystal clear! (insert snarky tone here)
and they STILL have too much track lighting…..
But I do like the “Lion” painting over the bath.
Not.A.Lion.
My thoughts exactly, fellow yousuckatcraigslist reader… It was the only thing I could focus on:)
Awwww, you beat me to it!
So glad I’m not the only one who thought of that!
Tee hee.
Well, call me a lifetime geek unlettered in the liberal arts, but I confess: I could not take my eyes off the two-wire, ceiling-strung track lighting. As each room unfolded, all I could visualize was the trolley car… which inexplicably emerged in reverse grammar: “When is coming the trolley?”
Obviously Lisa LaPorta and her ‘Designed to Sell’ team haven’t made it to Rotterdam yet…
This gave me a seizure…
This looks my in-law’s home. In our home my husband and I jealously guard our “white space” specifically to avoid this sort of look.
Gag, just setting foot into that place would set off a head-spinning fit of Meniere’s!
“Why hi, Steve (crash) and Martha! What a surprise (clang) to see you (tssh). Come on in, (thud, clang) makes yourselves at home (mreow!). Would you like some coffee (crash, rattle) or a cup of tea (thwack)?
Looks to me like the extradimensional island of R’lyeh. Cthulhu fhtagn!
Paintings on the sofa, and photographs on the pillows, really? This place gives me a headache!
Yoiks, tally ho. Talk about your sensory overload.
What I like is that it gains momentum as you go through the pictures. Exterior pictures, ho dee hum, pleasant, not exciting. Interior pictures start out with, “Hmhm. Red carpet. Bold choice.” then as you click from picture-to-picture, it just starts to build. “Whoa, that’s a fair amount of stuff in one room…but nothing compared to that…or to that…OR GOOD LORD, TO THAT!”
Jeez Louise, can you imagine dusting in there? One week of being in charge of that, and you’d practically be willing to jump off the roof (the only peaceful place in the joint) to escape.
I hope the painting above the blender is done in scubbable paint.
The first picture. That’s the one that doesn’t belong, right? Right?
I’ve been to homes in Rotterdam and Dordrect (in the Netherlands) and they were sparsely decorated. I noticed that they don’t collect junk and trinkets like we do in the states. No idea what happened at this house but it’s definitely out of the norm in that area!
That looks like Siegfried and Roy’s bathroom.
Can’t be. They’re not albino not.lions.
Too bad it’s so overloaded and mis-matched … house has great potential but that staircase makes me think of Lovecraft novels and non-eucledian angles.
At least the yard is nice…
No place to rest my eyes…
This gave me a headache.