All of the colors.
Recently for Apartment Therapy
A tour of Jonathan and Colleen's townhouse in Shaw.
Coveted
You chic.
On repeat
Today for Work Design Magazine
Quoted
Gary Paller, #17
"Words and ideas used of God mustn't have hard denotations. They have to be soft and pliant and suggestive. They have to whisper hints, nudge us gently and nod, 'Something on that order may be how it is.'"
—Beatrice Bruteau, God's Ecstasy
Last week for Apartment Therapy
Coffee with Carl in his carriage house.
On repeat
Quoted
Henri Matisse, Promenade among the Olive Trees, 1905–6
" ...music heard so deeply that it is not heard at all, but you are the music while the music lasts."
—T.S. Eliot, Four Quartets
On repeat
The other day in Clinton Hill
Last week in San Francisco
Recently for Apartment Therapy
A tour of Anne-Claire and John's sweet '60s split-level just outside of D.C.
On repeat
Quoted
Christian Rosa, This is it
"In the realm of aesthetics, reason is almost always subordinate to perception."
—Leonard Koren, Wabi-Sabi for Artists, Designers, Poets & Philosophers
Eames' "Powers of Ten"
Quoted
Wassily Kandinsky, Improvisation 27 (Garden of Love II), 1912
"A Dresden doctor relates [an example] of one of his patients, whom he designates as an 'exceptionally sensitive person,' that he could not eat a certain sauce without tasting 'blue,' i.e. without experiencing a feeling of seeing a blue color. It would be possible to suggest, by way of explanation of this, that in highly sensitive people, the way to the soul is so direct and the soul itself so impressionable, that any impression of taste communicates itself immediately to the soul, and thence to the other organs of sense (in this case, the eyes). This would imply an echo or reverberation, such as occurs sometimes in musical instruments which, without being touched, sound in harmony with some other instrument struck at the moment."
And then, a few paragraphs down, this gorgeousness:
"Generally speaking, color is a power which directly influences the soul. Color is the keyboard, the eyes are the hammers, the soul is the piano with many strings. The artist is the hand which plays, touching one key or another, to cause vibrations in the soul."
—Wassily Kandinsky, Concerning the Spiritual in Art, 1914
On repeat
When he says "honeysuckle musk"? Swoon.
This afternoon on N Street
Salivating over these rugs by Alexandra Kehayoglou.
Quoted
"The world's thy ship and not thy home." —Saint Thérèse of Lisieux
(Drawing by Elle Luna—she's so cool.)