Everything old is new again. This is no more true than in the context of navigating the struggle between where we've come and where we are going. The position we're in now is the point of arrival from all that came before and also the launching point to what's next. Someone (I don't feel like looking up the reference, but it's commonly paraphrased) once said that who we are five years from now is directly associated with the books we will read and the people with whom we associate. I see evidence of that in glimpses of influence in my daughter's friendships; the need to steer and add my own parenting perspective is ever present.
My Mom visited last weekend. She brought with her the gift of the Danish modern chairs she and my Dad purchased in the late 50's/early 60s. The chairs in which I once sat for a special portrait through my Dad's lens. Somewhere she has those old black and whites of me slightly slouched with our beagle on the lap of my velvet dress and white tights. Having a few pieces of our family's mid-century furniture is such a treasure. That early reference serves as a baseline for my style, mixed with more recent concepts of course, but it's there. It's obvious.
I've been reading Undecorate, by Christiane Lemieux, and Etc., by Sibella Court, and both have bits of torn paper strips spilling out of the margins. I've also started a pinboard for home inspiration. I suppose other pinners could be the 'people with whom I associate' in terms of decor. The Selig chairs will eventually be covered, but I'm taking my time with that. I want to live with them for a while just as they are. That decision can be a small part of other changes to come.
