My love of industrial/vintage items in a home drew me to this 18th century farm in Orgeval, France owned by a former journalist turned decorator and restorer. It’s flea market chich at it’s finest. Via Art & Décoration.
Dear Mr Miller,
This is a love note. I love your sense of colour. I have never felt green before. Perhaps I have but your greens, oh my, they thrill me. I love the light in your photos. Soft like a whisper, a promise, a dream. I love your composoition, your depth of field. No. No. Those are technical ideas. It’s more than that. I want to rip through my screen and just be in your shots. Somewhere an old clock is ticking, children are laughing outside and a dust mote hangs in the air. I just sit and breath in the beauty.
Photography by Johnny Miller.
I adore this apartment. Designed by b-arch (Jo blogged this firm recently here and here), this was formerly the attic and kitchen spaces of an eighteenth-century building renovated to make an open-space loft. I love the stairs (although not to code by Canadian standards), the flat file cabinet, the globe collection, the huge sign in the kitchen, the LIGHT BLUE SMEG!!!, colourful tomato cans, Jielde light fixture (I have 2 of those!), huge vintage map as a headboard. And then there’s all the white…and those floors….
You have seen snippets of it before. Admired it in magazines. It is littered through the portfolios of leading photographers. It’s a confection of girliness, a collection of the beautiful and the kitsch, covetable to the max, contagious in its quirkiness and a compilation of inspiring rooms. It’s the home of stylist Marianne Cotterill. It’s Mapesbury Road, London. Photography by Oliver Perrott.