I'm starting to feel a little more NORMAL in the new apartment now
that we have black walls in the kitchen. They make me want to invite
guests over for a fine dinner of goat's blood, couscous and a lovely
orange salad.
I made the mistake of listening to Sonic
Youth when I slapped up the first coat which made me question if it
looked more like a shitty punk club than a sophisticated cookery.
Luckily, the second coat was applied to a backdrop of James Blake,
making the color choice feel like the only choice I could have made.
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| Hideously washed-out, dirty white, snagglebonch, boresville before picture |
Admittedly, the kitchen is looking more MOODY
BOHEMIAN than GLOBAL GOTH or HORROR DISCO right now with all the tan
accents but I think I like it.
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Here's the more tolerable after. We still have a long way to go but at least it feels less like a prison's laundry room.
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| Look at those little dudes. We were talking about trying our hand at some sort of macrame hanging
and then giving it a bright ombré dip for the spot next to the
stairwell. Brandon used to teach underwater basket-weaving to boy scouts
so I think he may have to take the reins on this one. |
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Here are those chairs we just got in a spectacle of airline textile majesty.
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Picked up a foxtail fern too.
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If you had these shelves in your apartment and didn't want them to get cluttered but did want them to be functional, what would you do?
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The artwork in the nook is a 1970's, slightly penisy,
mass-produced miracle by "Letterman". I would like us to switch it out
for something more psychedelic-POP or op art later down the line but the
scale seems nice and the color pallet really compliments our tattered
friend on the wall opposite.
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Before we start purchasing or making giant art, we really need to touch up some of the paint and buy a bunch of shit like a sexier fruit bowl.
