The attic remained closed for years, holding books, photographs, and childhood keepsakes.
When it was finally opened, the space revealed something unexpected.
Light. Quiet. Perspective.
From the windows, the former home of legendary writer Charles Bukowski rests just beyond view — a subtle reminder of the creative history embedded in this place.
What was once private became something meant to be shared.
A dedicated writer’s desk
Natural light framed by pine trees
Two twin beds
bathroom with luxury toiletries
plush robes & slippers
espresso service