The Very Modern Home Where We Rang in 2011

January 5th, 2011

For New Year’s Eve, we packed up and drove to Kansas City for a weekend with Mike and Liz and their three boys. We went to our first ever hockey game (The Missouri Mavericks) and were happy to see a bloody fight break out between two players. By the end of the fight, blood was squirting from one player’s head onto the ice and though the clean-up crew scooped up some of it in icy bits, there was plenty left on the ice for the rest of the game. Them hockey players…. they are none too fussy.

After that we tagged along with Mike and Liz to a New Year’s Eve party. It was a very nice party and even though we were total strangers to almost everyone there, we felt welcome and right at home. The party took place in a very modern house. So modern, that when the plans for the home became public to the well heeled neighborhood full of craftsman and Victorian styled homes from the 30′s and 40′s, there were protests and angry signs and a few vile exchanges between the owners/builders/architects and some of the neighbors.

The house went up anyway.

I surreptitiously snapped a few photos because that is what I do whenever I am in very modern houses.

It’s instinctual.

I have no power to control it.

The piano/book/photo nook.

Other side of piano/book/photo nook.

The staircase dividing the kitchen/dining area from the piano/book/photo nook.  I am taking the photo from the living area.  The floor plan was great and beautifully compact.  Rooms flowed effortlessly into one another, but each space had it’s own function and character.  Every inch of the home was clearly well used. The home reminded me very much of Sarah Susanka’s designs.

This was the main-floor loo.

It was the only place that I felt comfortable taking photos with abandon.

Because I was alone while I was in here.

Please note their Oracle.    I don’t know this Oracle’s name, but she reminds me of my Oracle.

The Oracle Known as Steve.

Disturbing factoid…
The people that built this very modern house are both architects.
The Oracle Known as Steve – also an architect.
I’ll leave you alone to contemplate the mysticism of it all now.


  • km:

    Love the staircase. This house reminds me of Mark Wahlberg’s apt in Date Night -Tina Fey/Steve Carrell

    Also the Oracle bathrooms- priceless.

  • They should put candy in the Oracle’s hands instead of an extra roll of toilet paper…who wouldn’t love a mint?

  • soosee:

    What is that metal thing between the lady oracle & the toilet–a headrest? A shiatsu massager? A holder for petitions to the oracle?