Displaying posts from September, 2009

Interior designer Christopher Gaona emailed us about his latest project that I thought I’d share with you all to end of this work week. “Purely interior design, gutted the original space down to the studs. Minimal Decoration emphasis but a fun project for a couple of recent empty nesters here in Los Angeles.” Wonderful details in the ceiling and all those built-ins. Thanks Chris!

As seen earlier today we often feature beautiful spaces from the portfolios of talented photographers. And these spaces are most often perfectly styled for magazine spreads. This is not one of those posts. Since first blogging the works of photographer Julien Oppenheim I’ve been a huge fan of his. He brings so much drama and intrigue and moodiness to his photos that the subject matter comes second. He could photograph a rock and I’d still be smitten. He emailed to let us know his website has been updated and once again I am in awe, especially since his new photos are of REAL spaces that are very simple and this brings his skills to the forefront. So this post isn’t really about interiors, but about photography, and I’m taking notes.

It’s the light. The relationship between the dark and shade, the bright sun slanting through a window. It’s a crispness that matches the crisp fresh rooms. Can you almost smell the bath salts, the flowers in the vase? It’s the earthy rich smell of polished wood and leather, the silence of a darkened room. Can you hear the wind in the fir trees? Feel the sun on your skin? All this from a simple image. All this from the work of photographer Trent Bell.

Caryn Grossman of CG Creative Interiors emailed us recently with photos of her absolutely incredible home and design studio in Atlanta that I am SO EXCITED to share. It’s located in an old telephone factory listed on the U.S. National Register of Historic Places. I love what Caryn had to say about it in her email: “What I love most about the spaces in the building is that they are left raw — old concrete floors, peeling walls, columns and beams — so that every artist in the building can create their own imprint. Mine is like an ever-evolving installation, a kind of bohemian Paris apartment. To me, home is a place where my mind, and my hands, just wander free. And I love it.” I LOVE IT TOO!!! She constantly changes things around, and a friend of hers calls it a lab because she’s always experimenting with just about anything. It’s so funky, dramatic, creative, feminine and, well, HOT. So here we go, a tour of Caryn’s pad. (I can feel the pangs of jealousy from y’all already, and mine have yet to subside.)

… or is it the fever? I have only just dragged myself out of bed where I have been moaning and whining about the flu that has kept me there for the last day. (I’m ugly when I’m sick!) Thankfully I have a well stocked file of fabulous houses I have been stalking for just such an emergency. My brain hurts too much to do this house justice but let’s just say I love it, from the white walls to that green cabinet and the artist’s attic. Sigh. I’m going back to bed. (Paddington, Sydney – link while it lasts.)