Learn to draw. If you don’t, you’re gonna live your life getting around that and trying to compensate for that. — Saul Bass (via austinkleon)
Nabokov’s index cards.
“Nabokov wrote most his novels on 3” x 5” notecards, keeping blank cards under his pillow for whenever inspiration struck. Seen here: a draft of Lolita.”
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I have been such an index card addict these days, so I’m diggin’ this little factoid.
I love this kitchen as well; something calm and relaxing about it.
I love how the color in this kitchen comes the dishes on the open shelving…one of these days I’m going to finally start buying Fiestaware and do this in my kitchen…
Bright turquoise table amidst a sea of bright white cabinets AND a wine cooler/cocktail station?? I’m officially in love with this kitchen. I don’t even care if it has a stove or oven… ;)
Ok, you can lose the flowers- I’m not buying that people actually have fresh cut flowers in their LAUNDRY room, but I do love this room. With all that natural light and serene blue, it could ALMOST makes laundry seem meditative. As opposed to a the mind-numbing, tedious job it really is.
I find myself falling more in love with white rooms that have big punches of color. It must be the pendulum swinging other way from the brightly colored walls I had in my house a mere six months ago. Anyways, I love the painted cabinets and island, the openness of this kitchen, and that dog portrait makes me want to do one of my dog, Jasper.
I subscribe a more blogs than I have time to read, so I end up scrolling through the design pics fairly quickly. The good thing is that when a picture makes me stop, scroll back, and really take it in, I know it’s something good. The soft green, all the white, that side table, and that big, deep tub in front of that big, bright window and under those sky lights. Looks like a divine place to spend an afternoon…
This nook caught my eye..I imagine it in the corner of a kitchen perhaps? Nice high top with a stool for sitting at while meal planning, bill paying, staring out the window…