Musings From the Photo Studio: the Chemistry of Style
Whether you're casually festooned on the couch untamed in your sweats, or elegantly entertaining guests for an evening soiree, your home is both your stage and your sanctuary. When living alone you have the uncontested freedom to design your space as you see fit. From the welcome mat at the front door, to the orderliness of the deepest closet, it is your space and you are free to be recklessly you with it. In many ways, this personal space becomes an indexical representation of your identity. And like you, it is in a state of constant flux. It grows and changes - echoing your unique experiences, values, and aesthetic sensibilities.
However, what happens when you decide to share that space you've created with another, especially with one not in tune with your decorating sensibilities? How for instance, can one marry her affinity for the clean,
ethereal lightness of Scandinavian style, with his taste for the brooding allure of industrial style? If not handled with care, one could face not only a stylistic challenge but a personal one. For it is in this rift that lines in the sand are drawn, man-caves are claimed, and lady-lairs are staked out. Though each one ends up with a special room of his or her own; they are apart from each other.
I'm certainly not a self-help guru, but if it is true that your space is a reflection of your life that grows in tandem with you, I would suggest you keep an open mind and appreciate the dynamism of change. Consider how this tension of opposites could create something new, perhaps yielding a transition from who you were, towards what you are becoming. After all, a transitional style is just an old classic with a new twist!
What about you, have you encountered a clash of style with somebody you've lived with? If so, how did you resolve the rift? I'd love to hear from you!