#helical staircase

[wtfjosie]

Cheshire Hall Mudroom Entryway - large contemporary ceramic tile and white floor entryway idea with white walls and a light wood front door

#curved stairs #entrance hallway #lacquer and bronze tables #helical staircase #crestron

[metalfactorysblog]

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[sheltiechicago]

Casa Thomé Beira da Silva, Brazil

by Marcos Bertoldi Arquitetos

This helical wooden staircase anchors the large living space in Casa Thomé Beira da Silva, a Brazilian house designed by Marcos Bertoldi Arquitetos.

The winding staircase leads to the bedrooms on the first floor of the home, which features a screen of chevron-patterned wooden planks wrapped around the exterior.

Photo by Leonardo Finotti

#marcos bertoldi arquitetos #architect #architecture #interior #staircase #stairs #helical wooden staircase #brazilian house #brazil #leonardo finotti #photographer #casa thome beira da silva

[pwlanier]

H. WEKKEN (GERMAN, ACTIVE MID 19TH CENTURY)

ARCHITECTURAL HELICAL STAIRCASE MODEL IN ORIGINAL GLAZED CASE, 1860

Signed and dated H. Wekken auf Dörnten, 1860, underneath the bottom step

Carved and stained wood.

Coulborn and Sons

[absenceisaformofwinter]

Escalera triple helicoidal del Museo del Pueblo Gallego en Santiago de Compostela

The triple helical staircase of the Museum of the Galician People in Santiago de Compostela.

The only triple helical staircase in the world is in Galicia. It is located in the Museum of the Galician People in Santiago de Compostela and was designed by the architect Domingo de Andrade between the late 17th and early 18th centuries.

#staircase #galicia #ARCHITECTURE #art #Domingo de Andrade

[transparentgentlemenmarker]

Escalier hélicoïdal qui se trouve au Vatican 🇻🇦. Son extrémité n'est pas visible d'en haut, en raison de son effet d'optique. Oeuvre de Donato d'Angelo Bramante

Helical staircase that is in the Vatican. Its end is not visible from above, due to its optical effect

#escalier #vatican #italie

[richwall101]

The Greenwich Pedestrian River Thames Tunnel

The tunnel was designed by civil engineer Sir Alexander Binnie for London County Council and constructed by contractor John Cochrane & Co. The project started in June 1899 and the tunnel opened on 4 August 1902. The tunnel replaced an expensive and sometimes unreliable ferry service allowing workers living south of the Thames to reach their workplaces in the London docks and shipyards in or near the Isle of Dogs. Its creation owed much to the efforts of working-class politician Will Crooks, who had worked in the docks and, after chairing the LCC's Bridges Committee responsible for the tunnel, later served as Labour MP for Woolwich.

The entrance shafts at both ends are beneath glazed domes. Lifts, installed in 1904, were upgraded in 1992 and again in 2012, and helical staircases allow pedestrians to access the tile-lined tunnel, which slopes gently from both sides down to a midway lowpoint beneath the river. The cast-iron tunnel is 1,215 feet (370.2 m) long, 50 feet (15.2 m) deep and has an internal diameter of about 9 feet (2.74 m). The cast-iron rings are coated with concrete and surfaced with some 200,000 white glazed tiles. The northern end was damaged by bombs during the Second World War and repairs included a thick steel and concrete inner lining that substantially reduces the diameter for a short distance. The northern shaft staircase has 87 steps; the southern one has 100.

#Greenwich Tunnel #Tunnel #Pedestrian #Thames #London

[a-typical]

DNA is a double helix, the two intertwined strands resembling a “spiral” staircase. It is the sequence or ordering of the nucleotides along either of the constituent strands that is the language of life. During reproduction, the helices separate, assisted by a special unwinding protein, each synthesizing an identical copy of the other from nucleotide building blocks floating about nearby in the viscous liquid of the cell nucleus. Once the unwinding is underway, a remarkable enzyme called DNA polymerase helps ensure that the copying works almost perfectly. If a mistake is made, there are enzymes which snip the mistake out and replace the wrong nucleotide by the right one. These enzymes are a molecular machine with awesome powers.  In addition to making accurate copies of itself—which is what heredity is about—nuclear DNA directs the activities of the cell—which is what metabolism is about—by synthesizing another nucleic acid called messenger RNA, each of which passes to the extranuclear provinces and there controls the construction, at the right time, in the right place, of one enzyme. When all is done, a single enzyme molecule has been produced, which then goes about ordering one particular aspect of the chemistry of the cell.

 Human DNA is a ladder a billion nucleotides long. Most possible combinations of nucleotides are nonsense: they would cause the synthesis of proteins that perform no useful function. Only an extremely limited number of nucleic acid molecules are any good for lifeforms as complicated as we. Even so, the number of useful ways of putting nucleic acids together is stupefyingly large—probably far greater than the total number of electrons and protons in the universe. Accordingly, the number of possible individual human beings is vastly greater than the number that have ever lived: the untapped potential of the human species is immense. There must be ways of putting nucleic acids together that will function far better—by any criterion we choose—than any human being who has ever lived. Fortunately, we do not yet know how to assemble alternative sequences of nucleotides to make alternative kinds of human beings. In the future we may well be able to assemble nucleotides in any desired sequence, to produce whatever characteristics we think desirable—a sobering and disquieting prospect.

#Cosmos #Carl Sagan #astronomy #science #cosmology #evolution #atypicalreads #nonfiction #history #space #philosophy #classics #popsci #stars #planets #galaxy #solar system #astrobiology #astrophysics #space science #1980s #quotes #natural selection #artificial selection #universe #scientific method #1980

[atotaltaitaitale]

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Monday Metro… Abbesses (District 18 - Line 12 - Only 1 exit)

A particularity of the station is its Art Nouveau style covered kiosk created by Hector Guimard and considered as one of the most beautiful of the network. Historically located at Hôtel-de-Ville, it was moved to Abbesses station in 1974, thus creating a historical contradiction, as the North-South stations have wrought iron entrances much more sober than the Guimard entrances. Only three of those entrances still exist (Dauphine & Chatelet are the other two)

Located not far from the highest point of the "Butte de Montmartre" and its 131 meters, the Abbesses metro station is the deepest of the network, the level of the rail being placed at 30 meters below the roadway. To allow access, two shafts were dug, one of them housing elevators, the other a staircase with two interlocking helical flights>(source)

#CelineIsNotAnExpatAnymore #France life #paris #metro #metropolitan #CelineAndParisMetro #Abbesses

[chibsandchill]

Effervescent

Chapter 6: Sleeping under the stars

Tsu'tey x OC

Effervescent masterlist

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Warm bodies piled together in mass around what Alva assumed to be Jake. They chattered amongst themselves, some of them perched on branches from the load-bearing pillars. On the walls hung sturmbeest bladders filled with glowing insects acting as lights – some of them fastened on sturdy posts –, and a large fire provided the room with warmth, along with a series of smaller ones illuminating a display of some sort. A shrine, she guessed, for she saw pale bones erected on a pole. In the middle rose the helical core; thick, curling trees acting as a spiral staircase which the Na'vi used to travel up to the different levels of the tree.

Alva navigated the crowd with ease, her muddied appearance gaining snickers and disappointed sighs. Some of the children giggled but fell quiet when a voice boomed across the hollow.

"This creature, why do you bring him here?"

The voice belonged to a tall Na'vi male donning a chestpiece of draping feathers and fabric. Around his neck hung a necklace of palulukan claws. Low on his forehead he carried some sort of oval bone attached to intricately woven bands snaking around his head and under his ears. His face was stern and his voice dripped with disapproval.

"I was going to kill him." The female Na'vi from before said. "But there was a sign from Eywa."

He glowered at her. "I have said no dreamwalkers will come here to offend our homes! His alien smell fills my nose."

Tsu'tey comes into view from behind the man, chuckling at the insult. At his side stood another tall Na'vi man, but he was lighter in color than the rest and he was of different build. He dressed similarly to Tsu'tey but was more decorated –of higher rank.

"Father, many atokirina came to this alien."

Jake and Neytiri spoke, and then Jake lurched forwards towards the tallest of the males with his hands outstretched. Immediately the Na'vi stopped him, pulling him back and away with spears and knives pointing at him, hissing and snarling. Tsu'tey positioned himself in front but stepped back as a female voice echoed from up the stairs.

"Step back!" She commanded. She wore colorful, flowing clothing in a shape reminiscent of a poncho. Her expression was as friendly as an executioner and her bearing haughty. "I will look at this alien."

The Matriarch – for it could be none other than her – walked down the stairs, the hollow deathly silent. Alva could hear the jingling of the na'vi woman's jewelry. The large braid meant for protecting the tswin was parted and rebraided on her front. She also wore a headpiece; fine twine falling down to her collarbone where it held up a ceremonial dagger and a decorative shell.

Jake's savior kneels on the floor when the Matriarch passes. She examines both his tail and the end of his tswin.

"What are you called?" She asked him in English with a thick accent.

"Jake Sully."

From the headpiece she pulled a thorn – not a dagger as Alva first thought – and swiped it against one of Jake's bleeding wounds. The matriarch then dragged the bloodied tip on her tongue, tasting his essence. She rubbed some of it between her fingers, not looking all that impressed by what she found.

"Why have you come to us?" She asked.

"To learn." Jake said.

"We have tried to teach other sky people. It is hard to fill a cup which is already full." She said, the thorn back in the scabbard.

Jake chuckled without humor. "My cup is empty, trust me. Just ask Doctor Augustine. I'm no scientist."

If the matriarch recognized the name she didn't let on. Head tilted to look Jake straight in the eyes. "What are you?"

He wet his lips with the tip of his tongue. "I... I don't know. I was a marine – uh, a warrior. Of the Jarhead clan."

"A warrior?" Tsu'tey echoed his words. "I could kill him easily," he said and strode forward with his bow. He was stopped by the Patriarch.

"No!" The Patriarch said, hand pressed against Tsu'tey's waistguard. But it was not out of kindness that he stopped the warrior from attacking Jake. "This is the first warrior dreamwalker we have seen. We need to learn more about him."

Tsu'tey eyed his leader but didn't protest.

The Matriarch considered it. "My daughter," she called, and the kneeling Na'vi woman rose. "You will teach him our way, to speak and walk as we do."

Her daughter looked shocked and then anger took over her fair features. "Why me?" She asked. "That's not fair, I only-"

"It's been decided!" The Matriarch interrupted. The daughter groaned but didn't protest further. "My daughter will teach you our ways. Learn well, JakeSully. Then we will see if your insanity can be cured. He is your responsibility."

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Some time later the tribe gathered on one of the higher levels to share a meal together. There was music, singing, soft-spoken conversation and a good mood that settled over the weary natives like a mother's hug. The clan-leader, the Olo'eyktan, and his mate the Tsahìk sat together with Tsu'tey and the pale Na'vi. Alva sat not far behind them.

"Here." A wooden bowl with tepid water shoved under her nose broke her out of her thoughts. It was followed by a pale cloth. "You should clean up before dinner."

"Irayo!" Alva grinned at the Na'vi woman who gave it to her, a glimpse of brown hands turned her grin sheepish, "I fell in the mud earlier."

"We can see that." She chuckled.

Alva dipped the cloth in the water before dragging it all over her face, digging it into the crevices of her skin, behind and inside the ear until the water was a murky color and the cloth forever stained. A pang of guilt hit her but the woman ignored Alva's apologies.

"You remind me of my Ramtew... clumsy. Give me the bowl." She said.

Alva complied.

"What's your name?" She asked.

"Tru'iel te Rlluhä Nutxo'itan." Tru'iel introduced herself. "Here, eat some food. You are too skinny."

Tru'iel gave Alva several thick leaves full of fat, succulent teylu. They were a great source of protein and tasted especially sweet when steamed or grilled along with vegetables. She bit into one of them with only slight trepidation. Alva had never eaten maggots before, but was pleasantly surprised by the flavor and texture. She grumbled out a 'thank you' to Tru'iel between bites. With all the excitement she hadn't realized how hungry she was, or thirsty.

The throaty vocals and heavy drums lulled her into a half-asleep state, but the trance and good-mood of the room broke when Jake stumbled into the dining area. He was tugging at the back of his new loincloth. His wounds were bound with plant-fiber bandages.

"G-Good evening," he stammered. "Please don't get up."

No one moved a muscle. The musician stopped playing. After he was pushed down into the outer circle by his new teacher the singer resumed the song and the instruments followed.

"These aliens try to look like people but they can't." Tsu'tey jeered. "He cannot control his body."

Alva barely managed to stifle a giggle.

"He seems dim to me. And his eyes are too small and he is built like a baby." The Tsahìk agreed. "Neytiri will test this 'warrior'. He may learn nothing but we will learn much."

"You speak the truth." The Olo'eyktan said. "We must understand these skypeople if we are to drive them out."

The still unknown warrior at Tsu'tey's side pushed his shoulder. "I say she will kill him."

"Tru'iel?" Alva asked. "Who is he?" She pointed to the pale blue Na'vi, the misfit. His torso was wider, the ribs unproportionate to the narrow waist and hips. The normally slender tail fanned out like that of a fin, and his underarms were wide as well. "He does not look like the others."

"He is Ramtew."

"Your son?"

"Yes. His father is of the Reef people – of the Metkayina tribe – but we have found our home here among the Omaticaya. He will be the next Olo'eyktan." Tru'iel didn't look up from the beatles she was scarfing down. "He is to be mated to Neytiri."

"Jake's teacher?"

"Sran. Jake's teacher."

Alva hummed. "You must be proud."

She nodded her head, the heavy earrings decorating stretched out earlobes swung like boulders. "I will always be proud of my son." Tru'iel caught Alva's eye, a flicker of something hiding in the deep gold. "Why are you here, uniltìranyu?"

"You know?" Alva froze, her heart suddenly beating like a tattoo against her ribs.

"My dear, you have an extra finger and toe."

"Sran," Alva chuckled in falsetto. "How strange."

"Indeed. Now tell me, what is your purpose here?"

"I'm here to protect my friend Jake. It's my fault he's here." Alva admitted. "I abandoned him in the forest when he needed my help."

"That is not all." Tru'iel said. "You are here for more than him. Tell me."

"Freedom," Her eyes fell to the half-eaten teylu as she whispered. "I just want to be free again."

Tru'iel hummed. "Yes. That is your destiny. Now eat. I will not have anyone think I starve my swapxì. You will join me and my family in our swaynivi."

Alva gaped, all words fluttering away like little butterflies caught in a storm. Tru'iel didn't seem to notice her struggle as she continued dividing the teylu into smaller bite-sized chunks.

"There is a gap in the tree positioned just right so that we can look at the stars before sleeping each night." The Na'vi woman said with all the ease of someone talking about the weather, passing the leaf with seylu she had just finished preparing.

"That sounds beautiful." Alva smiled and accepted the gift. "It's been too long since I slept under them."

"You are one of mine now, child, and I take care of my own," Tru'iel said and stood. "Come, I will take you to see my mate. Dayu knows well the struggle of adapting to a new clan's way of life."

Alva scrambled to her feet, stumbling over her feet like a newborn fawn taking her first steps. Tru'iel stood as tall as Jake and when she stared down at Alva with that lopsided grin and a chuckle, she couldn't help but think of her own mother. That same maternal look lingered in Tru'iel's eyes now, and Alva wondered if she saw her own children when she looked at Alva just as Alva saw her mother when she looked at Tru'iel, both haunted by the memories of past happiness.

"I would love to meet your mate." Alva said.

"Come, he's with the other caretakers."

The 'caretakers', as her guardian named them, sat in between the clan leader and Jake on the left side. They wore simplistic clothing, minimal jewelry on their body but their hair was embellished with shimmering clasps of bone, shells, scales and the likes. Stains of charcoal coated the tips of their three fingers. Four of them sat together sharing a bundle of rolled up maggots whilst laughing and talking. Alva assumed the much lighter cyan one to be Dayu for he shared the strange tail, wider ribs and underarms of Tru'iel's son, only his were more pronounced. He must've seen them coming because he smiled wide at Alva's newfound family.

"Yawntu," Dayu greeted her, touching his fingers to his forehead as was customary, "I thought you were eating with Ramtew today. Who is this?"

"I was, but Ramtew has outgrown eating with his sa'nu." Tru'iel didn't smile, but her eyes softened. "And this is-"

"Ayotola te Emem Aponi'ite." Alva chimed in with a quick, shaky bow at the waist. That familiar pang of pain struck her bruised heart but Jake was so close that she dared not say her true name for he was sure to expose her to the entire clan if he heard her. Going by the name of a dead girl was not as painful as being made into a drum would be.

"Her pizayu were star dwellers and so she has never known a clan before. I found her covered in mud."

"Ah," he nodded, "you have brought her to me for advice."

"Srane."

His pale blue eyes shifted to her. "Come sit with me,... Ayotola. If there is anything I have in abundance it is terrible advice."

Alva sat down with her legs crossed. Two of the caretakers shuffled backwards to give her more space in their circle, one of them offering their leaf of teylu to her. Alva took it with a small smile, thankful for having something to fiddle with again. While the unpleasant texture made her skin crawl, her fingers manipulated the maggot into different shapes to keep her mind from wandering.

"This is Su," Dayu introduced the lanky Na'vi male at his side. Unlike most of the hunters, Su kept his hair free of braids but to call it neat would be a lie. It was full of knots and half-attached beads hanging from the beginnings of wonky braids.

Su looked at Alva from under long lashes, face blank. He nodded.

"And Ngäk. She teaches the children our songs together with Tsok."

Ngäk and Tsok looked almost identical with soft oval faces, pudgy cheeks and piercingly bright yellow eyes peeking out from behind the mess of braids and feathers hanging over their faces.

"They're twins," Dayu whispered as if it was a great secret.

Tsok scoffed but both of the twins chorused 'Kaltxì' in unison.

"And last but not least-"

"Pxìk'e!" The fourth caretaker barked from behind Dayu. Like a whip his tail struck Dayu on the shoulder. "Not Bìke, Pxìk'e."

Dayu smirked. "If you say so, my friend."

"I do say so, Txay'u. Don't listen to this skxawng, Ayotola, his sa'nu never taught him how to speak properly."

Pxìk'e moved out from behind his friend and how he managed to hide behind Dayu would forever be a mystery to Alva for Pxìk'e towered over all of the Na'vi around him like a kelutral next to an Earth tree. His shoulders seemed to be as wide as Alva was tall and the hulking muscles on his arms and legs larger than her head.

"Ai, you are the one who cannot speak," Dayu countered. "You were dropped as a child."

Pxìk'e chuckled and ruffled Dayu's hair. "Very well, old man," he said, "I won't argue with my elder whose wisdom knows no bounds."

"Are they... always like this?" Alva whispered to Tru'iel, eyes flickering between Dayu and Pxìk'e, and Ngäk and Tsok who were still staring at her from under their wild braids. They reminded her of hyenas, beautiful, oddly-shaped and wickedly intelligent.

Tru'iel sighed, but the sound was fond. "Unfortunately."

"Awesome," Alva grinned.

"Curb your enthusiasm, child, or I will leave the babysitting to you." 

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[steelstairsandgates]

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[ispravahomes]

Step it up | Isprava Blog

Choosing the right type of staircase for your home is a big decision. Staircases make for a grand entrance in your home. A big part of the decision hinges on how much space you have and your home’s layout. Moreover, building intricate staircases can be very complex requiring careful measuring and precise craftsmanship. It’s not something for the amateur to take one except maybe a simple staircase outdoors.

There are a good number of staircase styles to choose from and here are few of our very own favourites :

1. Straight and simple

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2. Spiral down

The spiral staircase is certainly the most interesting design. It has a helical arc, resembling the shape of a spring. All of the treads are wedge-shaped, but as opposed to the winder and arched staircases, these treads are all consistent in size. There is a central vertical post around which the treads radiate. Visit Isprava to read more.

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[bisca-staircases-world]

A sculptural stone staircase with luxury balustrade; incorporating graceful curves as part of a helical layout and meeting a redefined galleried landing

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[cici-betterscrewco]

Helical in Deck Construction: Versatile and Secure Solutions

Helical technology can be applied in a number of ways in deck construction. One common use is in the form of helical piles, which are screwed into the ground to provide a stable foundation for the deck. Helical anchors or tiebacks can also be used to provide additional support and stability in areas where soil movement or erosion is a concern. In addition, helical technology can be used to create curved or spiral deck features, such as staircases or ramps. Proper installation and design guidelines should be followed to ensure the safety and stability of the structure. Overall, helical technology can be a valuable tool for creating unique and secure deck designs.

[kennedysteve]

Elite Metalcraft Project Helical Staircase And Glass Balustrade

#Modern Staircase