One of the most rewarding outcomes of The Big Dig is John's discovery that his wife has a sense of interior design style & pizazz. He never knew.
The former computer studio, now welcoming sanctuary, looks like what I've had in my head since forever but blocked out. A place that I can comfortably read or write or the two of us can watch the week's episode of John Oliver or Samantha Bee. No need to make a fuss about NOT watching more, about skipping Colbert's Late Show intro - that just feel by the wayside of it's own sort of bleah. It's a room for being, not watching.
The transition was inspired by love. By love of a friend - a highly respected artist - who gave us a large collage he'd done of one of his favorite subjects. Fred Astaire. We were both blown away when he gave it to us, knowing how much it meant to him. And we knew it deserved the best setting possible. Which was in this very room. All we had to do was prepare it properly.
Still a long way to go. It's going to be a while before we can get it painted the deep rich color that will be an ideal backdrop for the silver-toned painting, but both John & I can already see it, hanging on the wall behind the computer station.
Sometimes a person just needs a good kick start to do what was always right & best. To John, this room looks sharp & zippy & fun. Most of all, to me, it looks like a collage of love.
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