The Finer Things
08 Jan '17 — An encouraging interior design book.
I woke up thinking, "I'm here again. I thought I was interested in interior design, so much that I started doing research on how my own home". This morning, I found it all meaningless. How do I con myself into starting a project that I end up losing interest in?
After reading about folk architecture, I realized the design I want for my home is simple, functional, uncluttered. What was I thinking spending time looking at how pictures are framed? I was moving some furniture in the hall with my husband and a wall lamp got in the way. At least the lamp was functional. I can't see how I'd enjoy living in a space with pictures on the wall, no matter how nicely framed they are. How did I believe I could get into interior design?
As I grumbled, I sat down and opened Christiane Lemieux's The Finer Things. The book not only discusses elements of interior design, but also gives an overview on how elements are crafted along with a bit of history.
After a few pages, I got myself to the level of excitement I had when I first started looking into interiors. Published in 2016, the book addresses contemporary issues: eco friendly choices, possible DIY implementations, and a way to keep a space simple and uncluttered.
Going through the first chapter on wallpaper, I was enthralled by the different types available and the amount of craftsmanship. The paint chapter offered endless possibilities that seemed possible for me to implement. Both chapters emphasize the use of color and contrast in creating an ambiance that requires no additional artwork. Rooms can be kept simple and at the same time, have a dramatic ambiance.
I realized that my frustration is part of the design process. Although framed pictures show up in all interior magazines, it's not a must. At the end of the day, it's about crafting a space I'll be comfortable in. The way to find out what I like is to find out what I don't like.
I don't like framed pictures. I can finally say this with confidence, although it took a lot of patience to acknowledge.