I've spent my whole life imaging various ideal homes for myself. They have taken many forms over the years. On any given day I can imagine myself in the quintessential Parisian apartment complete with peeling flocked damask wallpaper in raspberry red or perhaps I live in a Mexican style house with an inner courtyard and patterned handmade tiles in azure and orange. But yesterday while visiting Katie at
Anthro Corte Madera, I came across an image she had saved of Japanese architect,
Terunobu Fujimori's work. I think if you asked me today where I would want to spend my ideal night, it might be in one of these structures...
I love to walk with Aaron or even alone.
During every walk I always wish my journey lead me to some secret Tea House tucked away on a woodland path. I think this is what I had in mind...
These creations remind me of something from a Miyazaki animation, part dream, part nature, something remembered and internal, wholly wondrous and magical.
I had to share!
Inspired by C. Diaz's recent posts of dream houses, I had to do a quick post about the Yellow Tree House Restaurant in New Zealand. I love images of amazing tree houses, whether cobbled together as if held by magic alone, or sleek and graphic amid towering pines, unusual tree houses keep me wanting that perfect hideaway...
