Lately, I’ve been doing a few site visits to projects that are alllllllllmost (stretch it out) complete. As a designer, I approach these visits with a little risk. Sometimes there’s something you don’t know about that the client wants to show you that they either don’t like or aren’t sure about. Other times there’s been a decision made while I was at my desk la-di-da-ing and the important people who actually do the work had to get’er done and made a gametime decision. When you primarily work in old homes this happens a lot.
I love when the client’s are moved back into their space but it’s also a little odd. While they’ve been moved out I’ve usually come and gone at will – stopping in to look at progress through the months, a tile detail here, a built-in there, and I start to think of the space as mine. I don’t need to call ahead, I just step and usually give a Yoohoo so I don’t startle anyone else who’s there. When they move back in it’s always like – who’s dog is this? Where did all of these spices come from? Why are there toys in the dining room?
The other thing that I find weird about myself is I always feel pleasantly surprised with details I literally drew and thought out and planned and then miraculously forget about until I see them in person. Usually it was 6 months to a year ago that it was designed so I’m offering myself grace.
Books I’ve loved recently:
Yesteryear by Caro Claire Burke. As good as everyone’s saying it is but it was more horrific than I thought it would be. Couldn’t look away or put this down.
Mrs. Endicott’s Splendid Adventure by Rhys Bowen. A palate cleanser from Yesteryear with a french fixer-upper, some WWII history, some romance and some good revenge.
Lady X by Molly Fader. Female rage partly set in the summer of 1977 in New York City. I got to talk to the author who’s funny and charming about this on my podcast and I couldn’t put this one down. Available for pre-order; comes out in July.
Listening to: My favorite depressive Noah Kahan’s new album of course.
The Colorado Nest 