Imagine being in a map room, a large rotunda with a copy of every map ever drawn and just being able to look at them, and trace the lines drawn on them.

Imagine being in an Adobe hut in the middle of the desert at night, feeling safe and protected.

Imagine the calming solitude of being in the loft of an old barn where a flax weaver has set up shop.

Imagine spending the night in a cabin in the forest, constructed entirely of sturdy, sound-absorbing cork.

Imagine spending time in a cave with walls made entirely of Himalayan salt.

Imagine being on a houseboat, moored in the middle of lake full of lilies.

Imagine a science fiction setting, where you sit in a cavern inside an asteroid, and listen to sounds recorded from distant galaxies.

Imagine building a guitar from aged spruce and cedar.

Imagine putting the finishing touches on the glass for a stained glass window.

Imagine being a book restorer in your Atelier (workshop), and lovingly restoring an old book.