ᐅ What height should the visible base or plinth of a house have?
Created on: 28 Sep 2017 08:36
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Curly
Hello,
we now need to decide on the height of the visible base plaster on the house. What would be the ideal height? Is 30cm (12 inches) acceptable, or would more be better? In some new development areas, you often see lower base heights of around 20cm (8 inches), but wouldn’t that cause the light-colored plaster to get dirty more easily?
What have you done, and are you satisfied with it?
Best regards,
Sabine
we now need to decide on the height of the visible base plaster on the house. What would be the ideal height? Is 30cm (12 inches) acceptable, or would more be better? In some new development areas, you often see lower base heights of around 20cm (8 inches), but wouldn’t that cause the light-colored plaster to get dirty more easily?
What have you done, and are you satisfied with it?
Best regards,
Sabine
markus2703 schrieb:
A red roof, white house, and anthracite base are obviously not very harmonious. Actually, they are very harmonious. The red of the morning sky above, the bright light of midday in the middle, and the dark earth of the night at the bottom. It’s like a poem by Eichendorff:
Moonlit Night
It was as if the sky
Had quietly kissed the earth,
So that in the shimmering blossoms
She now must dream of him.
The air moved through the fields,
The ears of grain gently swayed,
The forests rustled softly,
So star-clear was the night.
And my soul spread
Its wings wide.
Flew across the silent land,
As if flying home.
Clear? Karsten
markus2703 schrieb:
As always, everyone has their own taste here. We deliberately painted the base anthracite; combined with our anthracite gravel strip, it looks absolutely fantastic. Nordlys schrieb:
Yes, very harmonious. At the top, the morning red, in the middle the bright light of midday, at the bottom the dark earth of the night. It’s like an Eichendorff poem:
Moonlit Night
It was as if the sky
Had quietly kissed the earth,
So that in the glow of blossoms
It must now dream of him.
The air went through the fields,
The ears of corn gently swayed,
The forests rustled softly,
So star-clear was the night.
And my soul spread wide
Its wings.
Flew through the quiet lands,
As if flying home.
Clear? Karsten Nordlys schrieb:
Clear? KarstenCrystal clear!