Booth 101, my latest diversion
The colours. Ohhh, the colours.
If you told me last year that I’d have an antique booth in Edmonton set up to look like a candy store, I would have told you you’re crazy. Turns out I would have been wrong.
What I’m learning is that my style is deeply influenced by my surroundings. So is yours. And really, that’s the way it should be. The awesome thing about it is that it allows you to look back and see where you were at the point where you made/wore/wrote/designed that. God must have designed the earth this way, to elicit human response, don’t you think? Anyway, last year I was all about stark, or black and white. I preferred structure and architecture over colour, and that was reflected in my interior design projects as well as my clothes. I lived in Lotus Land, a lush and layered rainforest. Now however, I live in a place that’s much less colourful than what I’m used to. People here talk up the big sky, but the problem is that when the sky is obscured (like most of this past winter) there’s nothing on the ground to look at. Here I am, missing inspiration. I didn’t realize what I was doing until it was done, but I’ve replaced my whole wardrobe with colourful, fun dresses, tops and scarves, I guess in an attempt to find equilibrium. The antique booth is my response to the boredom that comes from leaving my social life behind. And so voila, booth 101! If life is a series of seasons, this one is pretty darn interesting. So will this antique thing fly? I have no idea. But I’m having a lot of fun, and I hope it gets some kind of public response.
Oh, who am I kidding? I did it for me 🙂