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  1. Don’t all living rooms and dining room tables basically function as ‘conversation pits?’ Or is it the circular cushions and lowered floor that appeal to you?

  2. Even then, I hated the conversation pit idea since most of them were recessed and presented a trip hazard for me, even in pictures. I just have to settle for sitting in my regular areas–living room, around the table. Those round sofas would certainly be cost prohibitive to most people.

    Moon to Moon had some inspiring Bohemian rooms. I spent way too long at that site looking at those pictures. Those appeal to me on a visceral level.

  3. Check out the huge circular glass door that you can barely see in the post photo.

    I think the problem is that all spaces that had a different program ( kitchen, living room, bedroom, whatever ) ended up with a slight level change in the 60s and 70s. Used sparingly I think it can really add some intimacy and punch. Of course the downside to intimacy is exclusion. If you have more people than can fit in that defined space, you’re screwed. Conversely it limits the drifting between conversations and might force intimacy that’s not there.

    Breakfast nooks though…..damn I love me a good breakfast nook though. I was in the MAK center apartments last night visiting an Austrian architect and it had a beautiful modern nook. The place was built in the 30s I think.

    • The conversation pit led to sunken living rooms–more tripping hazards. I don’t like being in a breakfast nook either. A chair of my own is not too much to ask! Besides, if I am pinned in, I will have to go to the bathroom. The same think happens in restaurant booths. And, the tight corners of a breakfast nook lead to too many legs and feet in the same space.

      I really like the Bohemian rooms in the link, but sitting on the floor has never been something I wanted since someone always thought sitting on a cushion somehow meant getting more familiar than I was comfortable with.

      A chair where I can keep both feet on the floor suits me until it doesn’t suit me.

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