It is funny that I have this little shop in the way that I am not a shopper. And quite opposite actually. Sure I have my 30min. burst of online gluttony from time to time, but I am a true minimalist at heart and in practice. I have totally started over interior and wardrobe wise on several occasions. I remember my first purge of items. When I first moved out west after college. My car was quite literally loaded down with everything I owned, which at that point consisted of multiple pairs of high-heal shoes. I instantly reassessed my packing decisions of must have items when I pulled up to the winter resort in Utah where I would then spend the next six months, in four feet of snow and the majority of the time on my skis…purge #1. Others came along the line as I moved along in life, relationships, and I just felt weighted down by all my stuff. With that being said, I have thought a lot about the basic ‘needs’ of my living space. And after a good purge, further on the basic necessities of what make my space comfortable for me. A comfortable sofa, a nice rug, a chair to sit in. A table to gather at and a comfortable bed are nice too. Necessities, however, that is constantly changing day to day for me. At this very moment, I am how you say, in-between sofas.
I currently live in a very small apartment in Denver. My thinking in moving into this space was keeping it as minimal as possible so that I would spend less time in my apartment in general, and more time our int the world. Travel more, take more walks, and just get outside more all around. This thinking has also lead to my collection of plants, particularly cacti, succulents, and viney type specimens. Around the idea that I would like to be outdoors as much as possible, I am also bringing the outdoors in with me. Surrounding myself with plants and the colors of the outdoor spaces I love- green like the plants and undergrowth of lush environments, and orange from the desert sand and rocky trails.
I am told that the color orange relates to strength, freedom, youth and spontaneity, and green to balance, harmony and growth, which are the perfect descriptors. In the green under the trees, I feel at ease, connected and comforted. In the desert among the rocks I always feel open, wild and free. In both I feel rejuvintated and always in childlike wonder of the different spaces of the world. On a recent trip to the northwest, I look on these moments where we just simply played like kids, with our cameras, climbed rocks, and took in the endless green eyegasm that surrounded us. A feeling of contentment. A feeling of home.