I've spent my whole life imaging various ideal homes for myself. They have taken many forms over the years. On any given day I can imagine myself in the quintessential Parisian apartment complete with peeling flocked damask wallpaper in raspberry red or perhaps I live in a Mexican style house with an inner courtyard and patterned handmade tiles in azure and orange. But yesterday while visiting Katie at Anthro Corte Madera, I came across an image she had saved of Japanese architect, Terunobu Fujimori's work. I think if you asked me today where I would want to spend my ideal night, it might be in one of these structures...
I love to walk with Aaron or even alone. During every walk I always wish my journey lead me to some secret Tea House tucked away on a woodland path. I think this is what I had in mind...These creations remind me of something from a Miyazaki animation, part dream, part nature, something remembered and internal, wholly wondrous and magical.
I had to share!
