homebody

a few shots from around my cozy apartment. since I don’t venture out much during the winter.

mod again

A little over a year ago, I toured modernist mecca Columbus, IN for the first time. This past weekend, I was back: reliving my first real brush with mod-ness on a grand scale.

In honor of my return to Columbus this past weekend, please enjoy a few images and blog posts from last year’s pilgrimage. Ever sentimental, I can’t help myself but to relive my torrid love affair with Dan Kiley, the landscape architect for Miller House (which I visited yesterday for the fourth time.) I was so moved at the time, I wrote a blog post about it:

I was moved by I.M. Pei‘s sleek lines. Seduced by Eames‘ furniture design. Amazed by Harry Weese‘s understanding of light. But in all this courtship, something unexpected happened. An unmistakable tug at my heart strings and a tummy full of butterflies. I fell madly in love with landscape architect Dan Kiley. Well, to be exact, I fell in love with his landscape architecting skills.

Kiley knew the landscape a structure sits on is just as important as the structure itself. It’s a balanced, complementing relationship. A gentle dance across a crowded floor. Swoon.

I wandered through Kiley’s shaded clean grid patterns, well-trimmed shrubs and meticulously placed trees. All were in linear harmony with the horizontal and vertical lines of the structures at their center.

Read A Modern Romance in full here.

Here are some of my favorite images from last year. Gosh, I’m spoiled. Enjoy.

i can haz votes?

My darling fur-baby is a finalist in Modernica’s Pets on Furniture Contest. Please take a moment to vote for him so his mommy can win an expensive piece of furniture for him to shed all over.

Just look at this face. Won’t you give him your vote?

apartment therapy

I started a new job in the new year. So in the down time I had during the holidays, before the chaos started, I went to town on my apartment. I dusted. I mopped. I polished. I rifled, pitched and purged.

Here are a few pics of my pretty-well-finished abode. I kinda like it. More to come.

Those marks on the floor are mostly paint splatters. The tenant before me was an artist, and I asked the landlord to leave the floor as-is.

Most of my furniture came to me free, or for very little $$ from local thrift stores over the last few years.

This set is a new addition, sent to me for xmas by my grandfather. The note included said he bought them in Europe in the ’60s. They fit right in, don’t you think?

aruba, jamaica, ooooh I wanna take ya

So while on the epic MCM house tour in Columbus, IN last weekend, I burst through the door of the first home to find this:

Oh yeah, I gotta make that mine.

Just a few days later, I was perusing Craigslist (my new best friend) and found a pretty good version of the same table and chairs. Four chairs instead of six and a little wear ‘n tear.

I had to drive all the way to Kokomo to get it. And as you can see, almost everything fit* into my little green Honda. Almost.

Everything but the table top. That’s kinda important. Oh well. I’ll be heading back up to get the top this week and then another piece of awesome will be added to my collection. Hmm. What next?

*Have to say thanks to the incredibly nice couple that sold me the table. Could not have jammed all that into my car without their help.