I have a tendency to over complicate my life and the things in it. I’m slightly OCD and a perfectionist by nature, so laundry must be folded just so. The dishwasher loaded the correct way. And I don’t do well with messes. Of course none of these things really matter, I understand that. Trying to get the crazy side of me to recognize it however, is a different story. Another area I’m trying to simplify is my decor. Too often, I feel the more, the better. Look at the old entry for instance:
Statement-type mirror, frames, necessities (the light, key tray and bench), and knickknacks. Wiping the slate clean after the tongue and groove wall really made me realize how nice the simplicity is. I propped a black mirror up, but didn’t like the added visual weight. And the reflection looked cluttered.
Instead, I replaced it with a white frame, large white mat, and a sweet little painting from Painting Well.
Balanced by the large expanse of white, the small rectangle of cheery colors don’t over power the space.
Nor does it compete with the horns.
Keeping the art lower to the console means the art ‘interacts’ more with that scene than the higher horns.
As for the console decor, we’ve got the basics. The small bench for putting on or taking off shoes. A lamp to leave on at night, the mitten/hat drying rack, a key tray, and small bowl of stamps. More than enough room to set things like mail or sunglasses, but they’re not permanent.