After outing my myself and my messy dining room/kitchen nook last week, I was totally motivated to dive into a project. I’ve been working on my friends’ loft for so long that it has sucked up all my weekend D.I.Y. energy for six months. Now it’s time for my own house.
I have this funky sun porch. It was formerly a screened-in porch but now it is winterized. I always fantasized that it would be my studio, but so far the only one who’s made anything in there is my cat, as the litter box has been the main feature of the room for a long time, or as they say all too often on HGTV, it was the “focal point.” The room is long and very narrow, so it’s a bit awkward, and I haven’t known what to do with it. Here’s the start:
Inspired by the “nature study” look I’ve been admiring lately, as well as Victoria’s advice for art arrangement, I got to work all day Saturday. With a little help from a friend, I finally had a sconce bought months ago at Ballard’s Backroom installed where the wires had been hanging out of the wall for two years. I painted an old green bench from my grandparents’ garden black, and rearranged a few pieces that had been haphazardly thrown in there because they had nowhere else to go. I finally hung some of my thrift store art, charcoals I did in Venice that had something to do with “Campo Circulation,” whatever the heck that means, and some photographs of friends on my second-favorite bridge, the Brooklyn Bridge.
This image is one of my favorites from The Cabinet of Natural Curiosities. Don’t let your books rot around on shelves (I think I was inspired by Sophie on In Treatment saying she felt sorry for Paul’s neglected books on the top shelf). Pull different ones out every now and then and leave them out to enjoy. I’ve been flipping to different non-snaky plates every few days; right now I am smitten with this one:
By the way, another great book you should break the binding of doing this is Charley Harper: An Illustrated Life.
So far, the book is about the only thing that makes it any sort of nature study, but I’m going to go back to Thomas Jefferson, Amy Butler, and the group of flickr photos I’m collecting from others to get inspiration. By the way, here are some of the scary “before” pictures:
Remember not to neglect these spaces where you just throw everything that you can’t seem to make a place for. This room was my catch-all place before I cleaned it up, and surprisingly, I found a place to stow everything that I didn’t recycle or put in the giveaway pile.