Saturday, October 26, 2013
Home Tour: Living and Dining
In case you were wondering how long it took me to complete the gallery wall above the living room, the answer is: a million years.
I was just having a conversation with a friend the other day about art, about how, while it's nice to have things that look nice, or fit wall space, it's so much nicer to have things that look nice and fit and that you also have a personal connection with. Art is a deeply personal thing, but, fundamentally, it should make you happy.
The large red bear is from our good friend, Aaron. It hung on the wall in his Brooklyn apartment, and when he sold the apartment and everything in it, I snapped it up. It reminds me of him, and Brooklyn, and also the majestic bear on the California state flag.
The black chair and the little lamp table are both estate sale finds. The table is actually a record player that came with extra record needles and record. It doesn't seem to work, so South Pacific stays eternally un-played.
When we first moved in, the dining room baffled me. It seemed so serious to have a formal dining room. And, as I've said, Edie can be an . . . unpredictable eater. In the past I've always fed her near sources of other food options. But, in the end, we put our table in its proper place and used the room as it was intended. And, I love it. It doesn't feel so formal to have dinner in the dining room, away from the pots and pans (or pot--singular) used to make the dinner. It just feels nice. Regular.
My desk is in there as well, but, James and I usually end up at the table, working across from each other after Edie goes to bed. It's not that I wouldn't like a house with a guest room, or an office, or, I don't know--a second bathroom, but small spaces, where you have to sit across the table from each other, and occasionally ask opinions, or read something aloud, or flip your computer around so the other personal can see a funny GIF, those spaces have their benefits, too.