As of late I've been contemplating on 'what a home is' and why having a home is so important to me. To some a home is a place to put your feet up, hang your hat. For others the home is a place of minimalism. Some consider a home to be shelter, a roof over their head. I agree. Shelter is very important but does shelter make a home?
As a child studio apartments and other people's homes were my home. When my parent was finally able to purchase a house I got two rooms to do with what I choose. I was very meticulous about my color scheme, peach and mint green, and all the furnishing had to be bleached wood. Ha ha. I'm really glad my design taste has evolved. Even still my two rooms weren't enough. I always felt that the walls of my space begged for more.
Home is a place where I can fully be myself, where I can imagine, where I create. My home has to be stylish, comfortable, and orderly. I create beauty in my home. The interior dressings are not the only thing that make my home a work of art, they are accompanied by the laughter of quality friends and adored family, eclectic music or a good book, a complex glass of wine and a moment of inspiration. My home is an evolving museum of life. So I ask, what is a home to you?
"Design is conceived when an inherent need to be creative manifests itself into physical or visual form."