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This is our finished basement, facing south.

Visitors to the Hollywood Tower Hotel are frequently led astray. You may want to spend a quiet evening in the hotel's library. However, it appears that the only exit is by way of the basement boiler room. On the plus side, you get to see what it takes to keep an old hotel functioning.

View from my bedroom (other people's junk is encroaching now).

faux wall in front of DLP rear projection TV (Mitsh); speaker grill in the middle for the center; drapes on the side cover componets, front speakers, media storage, and a closet.

So our basement was flooded the other day. The anti-freeze valve on the sprinkler pipe out back came open for unknown reasons during the night, and poured water onto the ground, into our window well, and into our basement. The cleanup company vaccuumed out around 150 gallons of water, pulled up the carpet and ripped out all the padding, and left a bunch of big fans and dehumidifers to run all weekend.

Fortunately, the extent of the damage is the carpet padding, and a reading pillow I didn't especially care for. It didn't get to the drywall, didn't get in any of the power strips, speakers, computers, books, etc.. And our insurance is paying the cleanup bill (minus the deductable). So overall I'm thankful things went as well as they did.

The other side of the basement of my Dad's house... also terribly messy. Do all basements look like this?

If you like this, please come look at this!

the landing area in the basement turning into busy bike racks

The new basement so far. Our contractor Mike suggested wrapping the heat ducts with curves. Nice to have a contractor who not only has a good design sense, but knows what you like.

Kinda scary looking, on bedrock, bit of a river flowing when it's wet out. Old oil furnace, one of the things I like least about this place. Medium term, it's got to go, possibly replaced with either a forced air electric furnace, or maybe even converted to electric water circulated.

Unsure, definitely open to green options.

Also thinking of doing solar hot water, so possibly we could combine that into home heating as well?

St. John's Episcopal Church, North Adams, MA

Spooky space underneath a house, really glad we found a light switch.

Basement hallway toward theater and wine tasting room

Feels like the rest of the house b/c the furnace keeps the air normal. Dad wants to make this an office. Door to outside plus a door to the kitchen are in the basement. Large.

This is our finished basement, facing west.

A picture I took in my creepy-ass basement.

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Wood paneling. UGLY!

this girl from my art class has a unfinishes basement and her parents said we can paint it... pretty sweet deal

Everybody needs one

Basement playing at Local 506 with Handsome Foxes, Daylight, and Dead End Path. Taken at Local 506 in Carrboro, NC on August 7th, 2012.

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This area is obviously a work in progress. I still need to finish furnishing it but my dilema is making this room a family room where we can come together to watch movies and hang out together without it constantly looking like a colossal mess with toys everywhere. I am also in desperate need of book "cubes" of some sort to hand on the wall at the kids height so they can read down here as well. I want to encourage all of their interests, music, art etc. and still have a cohesive design.

Part of the old basement wall

Bedroom in basement as decorated by student.

Another view of this basement showing the relationship between the play room and the common space. You can see how basic lighting and simple geometries allow your eye to dance from one point to the next.

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Hiring the right contractor is essential to making your basement renovation a success. In this video know some Questions to ask a contractor about basement remodeling.

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Ireland House; Burlington, Ontario.

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pay not attention to the fact that I'm 2 months overdo for a haircut

i was met by this beautiful surprise when i went downstairs to do laundry...

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These are the beginning of the project

Basement playing at Local 506 with Handsome Foxes, Daylight, and Dead End Path. Taken at Local 506 in Carrboro, NC on August 7th, 2012.

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Basement at nighttime.

I think basements are interesting...probably because I've never had one.

If you have a weak stomach, look no further. I just dug these up from an old DVD and thought I should upload them for posterity. These aren't even the pictures from when I first bought the house. There were actual walls in this pit. Some of them covered with "marbled" glass tiles. This makes me look at my basement now in an entirely new light.

We just finished our basement renovation - the carpeting was laid today, and we passed all of our inspections. I guess it's not totally done - we will still need a little touch-up paint work. But, after a month and a half of dishevelment, we can finally start putting things back into our basement.

The first thing I wanted to put in the basement was this faux Courvoisier bottle. It was from the wet bar in my grandparents' basement in Hempstead, Long Island. I always had a lot of affection for that bottle, and claimed it from my grandparents' home when the house was put on the market. We never really had a great place to display it, but I could never part with it. Now that we have a wet bar of our own, we can finally display it properly.

Behind it is the first thing my husband bought for the new basement - his Poker Room & Pub sign. It's not really my style, but for the most part this is really his basement. The new poker table, soon to be assembled, was my anniversary present to him this year (and will be a 365 photo subject in the near future).

In the background you can see our new wine racks. I am happy about being able to store our wine in an organized fashion, as opposed to just keeping it in boxes in the back room. Not only is this a space-saver, but it looks much nicer at the same time.

More basement shots

All dressed up.

Nice basement, not a "Michigan" basement but full-height ceilings and concrete floor.

Very creepy and quiet.

Environmentally Responsible Basement Remodel

these are two photos of a short series i'm doing of my parent's house, the house i spent my teenage years in

the stupidest part of my life in! it is to document bullshit suburbia, un altered and honest

hilarious and cruel and painful and above all, unecessary and stupid and impractical

but home

they are moving next year, to either buffalo new york or indianoplis indiana depending on where my dad gets sent for his job so this is my last summer here for sure

i don't want to think about it

because i don't have to think about it

so i will just take pictures because i want to remember it the way it was, the way it always will be to me kind of

this is the pantry in the basement

a lot of it is home canned food from my grandpa's farm

there is a shitty organization system

fuck it

i don't feel like explaining the significance of this to myself because i already get it

i don't need to develop this thought further and i don't really want to so

tonight at work when i was cleaning up my coworker recited a poem to me

she wears combat boots to work and all black and has a lot of tattoos

she recited a poem to me about a tarantula

i was feeling awkward at first

a girl who does not stop talking about gothic painters and shit

telling me a poem about tarantulas

i tried hard not the laugh at the idea of this

except, i couldn't laugh, about three minutes into the poem

because i realized

she fucking LOVES this poem

if she remembered this much of it, reciting directly

i stop dusting and

listen for a minute

the poem starts out fucking stupidly

it is a nature poem in the beginning and i do not like nature poetry

it is about the beauty of a tarantula

and i am thinking, "ok. big deal"

in my stupidly subconsciously arrogant post-teenage brain

and she goes on and on and then she says something like

"when it rains a lot it scares the tarantulas right out of the trees" and then she looks at me and says

"if you are the kind of person who believes that ugly things should not die just because they are ugly then you should build a swimming pool in your yard and craft life preservers for the tarantulas and collect them in the mornings after big storms and set them free, and then after you set them free the tarantulas will not bother you anymore because they will remember that you loved them and they will tell their friends that you loved them and then you will throw them life buoys and they will throw you life buoys"

i looked at her as she recited this hugely long poem with a little smile on my face

it was silly, this poem was sort of dumb but also sort of pretty

i didn't say that though

i just said, "that was nice. thank you"

when she was done and while the poem was a little okay but mostly kind of dumb what i really enjoyed was seeing how much she enjoyed it, that is what i really liked and what i thought was actually poetic and what was actually pretty

she put her arm around me in the new fiction section and told me i was nice

that is when i laughed a little in my brain and started dusting again and moved down the aisle and changed the subject

i said, what is your favorite series of books

and she followed me for two more aisles while i dusted, telling me about science fiction fantasy novels

then she started talking about harry potter and this is when i couldn't take it anymore and actually laughed out loud

i felt bad but i wasn't laughing at her and she knew that

i was just laughing at the situation

and i smiled and said, yeah i remember the day the seventh book came out, i heard this place was nuts

she said yeah i worked, it was dumb

i said, i'm sorry

she said, i'm not, cause when i went home i started reading the book and then i stopped reading the book because all i could think about was that this was probably one of the first times in human history when millions and millions of people were all reading and experiencing the same book at the exact same time

and i said, yeah

and then i said i like that thought

and she said, do you think that will ever happen again

and i grinned and said

maybe if you write a book about tarantulas in life preservers or raccoons inside of minivans with airbag systems

and she didn't get it and i didn't expect her to

but it was hilarious to me

and i laughed forever

and i felt alone and i felt

happy