Custom Design ~ The Icing On The Cake

Sometimes it takes a bit of imagination to see beyond the blueprints of a custom design project.  I love the process of working from the design phase to watching a project unfold before my eyes.  It’s like baking a cake from scratch.  You have to start somewhere . . . akin to leafing through the pages of a cookbook to find a tried and true recipe.  There are always some instructions to keep the cake from falling, keep it from crumbling, and to keep it delectable.  Sometimes; however, you just like tweaking the ingredients so that it’s a little different from all of the cakes which have been previously made.  Something to call your very own!

Custom building and remodeling can be a bit like baking from scratch.  There are always some of the necessary elements, for a successful outcome, and a bit of patience is needed before the icing can be put on top.  The cake has to be baked, cooled, and prepped.  And - as is always the case, sitting in front of the oven doesn’t make it cook any faster.  We all know what happens when one opens the oven door too soon!

This photo was taken in the early summer.  It’s a vacation home project I’m working on in Blowing Rock, NC.  At this stage of building, the possibilities abound!

We were able to pick out stone selections from a local quarry.  The stone mason was so kind as to set up an example of some options, in both the stone type and the design.

This was another option.  My client prefers straighter edges.  Even though this is a mountain home, since she has a more modern leaning, these felt a little too rustic for her.

From the road, the house appears to be a story-and-a-half cottage.  It actually consists of four levels.  Two are below grade.  (Did I tell you it’s on the side of the mountain?)

Now you have a better idea of the height of the house.

It’s a long way down!  The trees hide the drop from the edge.  I could only go so far before my toes began to tingle.  (A phenomenon which happens to me when I feel I’m a wee bit high off of the ground!)  By the way, in speaking of scary heights, the builder had us out on a stone-hunting escapade, where he wanted us to see some work he had done on another home.  The road was all gravel and when we turned around to come back up the slope, the back tires spun out and we could have met our demise down the side of the ledge.  We were finally able the to figure out how to make it out of there.  (Too long of a story to tell.)  After that narrow escape, we could hardly speak . . . for a few minutes.  We finally broke into hysterical laughter after we realized we were going to live to tell about it.  It was a bonding moment.  Near death experiences will do that to you!

Of course, during the process of construction, we did go ahead and source the permanent selections.  Since these were “attached” to the house, we needed to stay a step ahead of her builder in order to keep things on schedule.  The tile installer was working away on the master bath, at the time of this photo. 

We loved the deep charcoal tones and knew this would be a winner with her preference for a gray palette.

The floor is looking great!  (Please forgive the spots.  Photography during construction catches dust particles, too!)

The shower is coming along nicely! 

Now back to the exterior view.  It’s such a shame to have to put up doors and railing.  (Well, except for the "it’s a long way down, thing”.)

What a difference!  My client is beginning to get a clearer picture of the project’s progress.

The glass panel inserts allow for the vistas to be enjoyed, year-round.

And even though there is still a lot of work to be done, I would say she already has her icing on the cake!

All my best! ~ Wanda

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PS - Contest Alert!  I’ll be giving away an autographed copy of Vicente Wolf’s “Lifting the Curtain On Design”!  All you have to do to enter is to leave a comment on any two of my posts, beginning with the 2010 High Point Furniture Finds – Post 1, and by November 30, 2010.

I’ll announce the winner the first week of December 2010.  I hope you’ll enjoy a festive month!

My Lovely, Labor-less Day ~ (And a need for focus.)

Ahhh . . . It’s that time of year, again.  A long weekend, for most of us, to either take a break from our regular work week, via scheduling one last mini vacay ~ or ~ by taking another look around the house to see if a short term project can be completed. 

At first, my thoughts were heading towards this:

 

I had almost arrived to the point of turning a stubborn, grassless patch into a raised planting bed.  Luck would have it, the tiller is receiving some repairs.  At least my husband views it as his good fortune.  He loves to run the thing, just without having to keep it in a straight line!  (Brooke Giannetti and Jonathan Legate, two other interior designers, have aptly shared their summer gardening experiences and inspired me to consider taking a little more time to create my own “farm to table” experience.)

So then, I considered painting a small room, or two, or three!  Yes, interior designers can be a “bit” behind on their own home projects.  My pros are usually assisting clients so I’ve had to become more handy with the brush.  I don’t so much mind the painting portion of things . . . it’s the moving of furniture and stripping down of wall objects which don’t move me to do the happy dance.  What does excite me about painting, aside from the results?  Paints with no odor, no VOC’s, like this.

A few minutes later, my thoughts meandered back to the garden – sort of.  Wouldn’t a planter make a great option to the whole tilling thing?  It has been so hot in North Carolina, I think the garden centers are holding back on putting out the lettuce seedlings.  So far, no seedling sightings.  This idea went into the “to-be-determined” file.  (F-i-l-e . . . Did you ever notice . . . it’s so easy to change the ‘f’ to a ‘p’?  The concept of organization just flew out of the window!)

My last blog post was about pantries.  I’ve been in the mood to look at repurposing an area in my kitchen.  These shelves look like they would expand a small area for some wonderful storage!  I could definitely stand to capitalize on some better space options.  But wait, I’m considering using a different cabinet design and finish!  A bit of a kitchen face lift, if you will.  No amount of “Butlery Botox” will do the trick.  (I’m looking forward to reading more of fellow blogger, Amy Beth Cupp Dragoo’s updates on her own pantry/laundry room re-do, via her posts.)

Mmmm . . .  kitchens . . .cooking . . . food!  I wanted to take a break from thinking about what to do on my break.  I imagined these could help me boost my concentration level.  (Okay, just imagining.  I’ve sworn off rich, caloric cupcakes until at least forever!)  Cooking Done Light has a great substitute, here.

Just last night, I was chatting with a pair of my Twitter friends, @AnneLubnerDsign and @Norbridge.  (Where else can you simultaneously chat with a lovely Florida-based interior designer – Anne, and Juliane - an elegant antiques’ dealer from Toronto?)  We were recapping some of our favorite vacation spots.  In the midst of the conversation, I mentioned what a great project it would be for me to clean up my photo files.  (I’m sure my other Twitter friend, talented photographer, Bruce Barone, has some great tips.)  I love being organized, and some of the pics from vacations, past, were buried in folders with dates and not titles.  The danger in this?  I would be back at the desk, on the computer, and not really taking a break.  So . . .  it was back to the drawing board. 

Then, I had an epiphany . . . .

Step away from the drawing board!  Step very far away!

I realized it’s sometimes difficult for a creative, entrepreneurial type to let go of wanting to push ahead on projects, be it for clients or for myself.  I am definitely one who tries to have a balance but who can also let the scales tip more towards responsibilities and obligations, rather than fun.  It’s not a totally bad trait for your interior designer to have that degree of dedication.  It has benefitted my clients for the many years I’ve steadfastly been in practice.  It also is not a good idea for your interior designer to never take a break.  All paperwork can make for a dull designer.  Heaven forbid that should ever happen!

(I love the name of these little mountain homes – The Fiddlestix Cottages!)

I quickly decided to make a few calls, while crossing fingers, that someone would have last minute accommodations for a party of four, (well, two humans and two fur people), be close to some great restaurants and shops, while being wrapped in the privacy of some lovely trees.  Didn’t ask for much, at the 11th hour, did I?  I had turned this over to divine intervention.  If it was to be, it would be.

(I’m pretty sure Divine Intervention lives here.)

Well, what do you know!  I’m going to breathe some crisp morning air, have my coffee overlooking the trees, and maybe even wear a sweater!  (Saturday morning’s lows will be 49 degrees.)  I’ll be strolling in and out of shops, walk my dachshunds with my husband, dine at a nearby organic restaurant, and will attempt to slow the hands of the clock, for a few days.  (My friend, Marcy Feld, has inspired me with her posts about special summer days, spent in her country home.)  Sometimes last minute planning can bring big rewards!

Thank you to everyone who has been part of my team.  I hope you will have a Lovely Labor-less Day, too!

Living Room Inspirations & The Universe

Today, I’m meeting with a client about several different interior design projects.  Two will involve areas where demo work will create loud noises, as the guest and master baths are being remodeled, but there will also be lovely results.  The other area should provide a place for a soft landing – the living room.  (A comforting escape for whatever her heart desires.)  It’s a room, oft overlooked, for anything but to be “on show”.  I wonder why we refer to this space as the Living Room when there can be so little “living” taking place in it?

(If this room doesn’t just make you smile . . . from the “humble opinion gallery”.  The colors make it come alive!  I just want to sink into this living room’s sofa.)

Before I head out the door, for this meeting, I’m sharing the inspiration board I’ve created to show my client.  An inspiration board helps to move the discussion forward about the style and experience I envision for a room, as well as to see if I’m on track from the previous list of design desires.  It’s not a literal translation as everyone’s architecture is different.  (I can’t take a photo of a haircut, to my hair designer, and expect I’ll look like the model who is wearing it. *Smile*)  I also use these boards to pop in some unexpected combinations of hues, patterns, or textures.  It helps us to think outside of the box, while we are looking at a room in the present.  I want her to be able to have a clear vision for the future.

I do love working with many different color palettes.  Lately, there has been a big trend towards grays, neutrals, and subdued tones.  I’m ready for a big laugh in color!  I’ve decided to put it out to the Universe. What’s your color inspiration?  Are you ready to smile?

A Working Vacation

My friends all know one of my favorite escapes is to head to the North Carolina mountains.  There are many other beautiful hillside locations, in the US, but I’m so fortunate to be able to make the NC trip in a matter of a few hours, while not spending an entire day in travel mode.  It’s just a few twists and turns and I’m there! 

The other aspect I love, other than the different ridges and national forests, is the variety of people who have “settled in” or who vacation there.  Going to Bryson City/Nantahala area?  Plan on some whitewater rafting, rustic surroundings, and some earthy types.  If you like Highlands and Cashiers, chances are you’ll be arriving via the Atlanta area, where on occasion, you might spot a few celebrities who are treated with the utmost sense of discretion.  The Asheville area seems to be for those who might be more interested in a permanent residence and specific lifestyle.  It’s a progressive little city with a “boho-chic” vibe.  And last, but not least, it seems many of us, from the Charlotte-Metro area, have an affinity for West Jefferson and Blowing Rock.  It fits the bill for that short drive to a beautiful mountain retreat; although, you will also see an abundance of Florida tags, too!

(I wonder how many crafty trout might be hiding under these rocks?)

In a very short while, my husband and I, along with our two dachshunds, will be making our way to a quaint cabin in West Jefferson.  It has the perfect blending of amenities . . . private access to the New River, a short drive into town for galleries, dining, provisions, and comfy bedding for a good rest.  Also included will be a large front porch, perfect for rocking and reading, Starbuck’s coffee beans, and a well-equipped kitchen . . .  should my husband actually catch some trout!  (This is not to disparage his fishing skills.  Rainy weather doesn’t bode well for great catches.) 

(Fall is not the only special season for visiting the NC mountains.  Summer also offers its blaze of color.)

I will be interrupting some of this “R & R” as I’ll be making a side trip to the town of Blowing Rock.  A client is building a three story home on the side of the mountain.  (Did I ever tell you how much I’m afraid of heights?  I’ll be standing in the middle of rough framing, looking over the edge, with weak knees!)  Nevertheless, Blowing Rock is a charming composite of mountain cottages, chalets, cabins, lodges, and some magnificent views over the Blue Ridge mountain range.  I love the idea of having such a selection of abodes.  Whether you want to walk straight out to the village street, have a bit of acreage for bovines or equine interests, or want to catch your breath from a view down a mountainside, there is something for every desire and even budget.

Here are some photos of property listings for the area:

 (Just gorgeous!)

And if you are wondering about the town’s name, here is a little bit of folklore:

“Before 1752, when Moravian Bishop August Gottlieb Spangenberg visited the Blowing Rock area, the windy cliffs of the area were home to the Cherokee and the Catawba Indian tribes, hostile to each other, and the basis for the story of “The “Blowing Rock”. Two star-crossed lovers, one from each tribe, were walking near The Rock when the reddening sky signaled to the brave that he must return to his tribal duty, and the maiden urged him to stay with her. His desperation in choosing between duty and love caused him to leap from the edge of the gorge toward the rocks below, while the maiden beseeched the Great Spirit to bring him back to her. The famous winds of the John’s River Gorge blew her lover back into her arms, and this legend about The Blowing Rock is still told today.”  From this site:  Blowing Rock

Back to more property photos:(If you are a bit more of a “lowlander”, the farmhouse style might be right for you.)

(Log homes certainly fit in among the more rustic, forest settings.)

(Looking for less upkeep?  A cozy cottage might be perfect for a weekend retreat!)

(I can’t help but to imagine Hansel and Gretel popping out of this little Chalet.)

Even though the inner sanctum of our visit will be important to our creature comforts, this is one of the main reasons for making the trip:

  And in the morning hour - this:

And at the day’s end - this:

  Doesn’t it just make you feel like - this?:

Aaaaah!  I may never come back.

Experience the best about design!  Wanda

On The Road Again – To Market

A High Point Market Countdown ~ “Details in Design” ~ #6

In about 48 hours, the town of High Point will resume a slightly slower pace.  Market shuttles will be parked away until the crisp October breezes blow and the next whirlwind of activity begins.  I’m making one more round trip to make sure I haven’t left any stone unturned, before Thursday, the last day.

(A lovely setting of seating in the Pearson showroom.)

I enjoy visiting new vendors. It’s exciting to see what they can bring to the world of design, with their fresh and new concepts.  I’m also thankful to see vendors who’ve been “around the block”, a time or two.  There’s comfort in knowing, even in some challenging times, they are still able to provide designers with a trusted resource and quality product.  I like knowing, that even while I may not be the largest account they will see at the market, they will take care of me as if I might be designing a project for the White House.  (And, one never knows what might be ahead!)

(Parker Southern not only offers this lovely chair in a multitude of leather, the embossed design can be customized to fit Coats of Arms and company logos.)

So . . .  Thank you, Maria Sanford, customer service rep extraordinaire, with Pearson Furniture.  You are always so patient with my questions about customization and “how soon can I get it?”  Thanks to all of the folks at Parker Southern, who welcomed a new designer, many years ago into your showroom, and helped me put together my first opening order.  (And I’m so glad “Mamaw Starnes” still makes us boxes of her pecan tarts.)  Thanks to everyone, in this fine industry, who makes my work such a pleasant process, as I act as the liaison between the client and the vendor, in creating special places for people to live and work.  You deserve a hand – and probably a well-deserved rest!

 

Until next market . . .

Three cheers to all!  Wanda

Anniversaries, Connections, and Memories

As of this week, I will have shared married life with the same man, for twenty eight years.  In “real time”, we will have been together for over thirty years.  I remember the exact moment we met.  We were both in college and I was in the kitchen of a home owned by a physical therapy professor, who decided to rent rooms to ECU students.  (That’s a whole other story . . . maybe I'll share that another day.)  While I was chatting with a good friend, we heard someone in the basement level, singing to the top of his lungs, and to the Rolling Stones, no less.  We began to giggle, which then turned into raucous, side-splitting laughter, and then my husband-to-be came up the stairs to see who would be so cruel as to critique his vocal prowess.  Needless to say, it wouldn’t be the first or last time he would endure such treatment – but always with the best of spirits and intentions!

This is the table I created for “Over The Tabletop” – an event to benefit the Ada Jenkins Center

Fast forwarding, through those years, to the present . . . Just this past week I participated in a tabletop event and the idea was to create something very special, keeping in mind an event you would really L-O-V-E to attend.  Whenever I’ve designed a showhouse room, or an entire home, I’ve found it easier to create the space around a fictitious family or scenario, as it gives me a set of parameters – just like a real client.  In this case, I had decided to do a sweetheart table for a special couple’s event.  It could be for a wedding or an anniversary celebration.  The theme was centered around A Midsummer Night’s Dream, by William Shakespeare, but I must confess, the concept mainly came from a late ‘90’s movie set.  I wanted to share visions of sitting in the midst of the forest floor, with fire lights, dragonflies, and the magical sparkling of two lovers’ eyes, as they gazed upon one another.

              

Hand painted details by Whitney Preslar Bayer, fresh floral scaping by David Wynn of Elizabeth House Flowers, Photography by Chanda.

Just previous to this tabletop gathering, I had quietly celebrated another anniversary, of sorts . . . my first “tweet” and foray into social media.  Now before you totally tune me out, if you think Twitter is for the “birds”, or as my husband so fondly says, “It’s a cult thing!”, there is a relevance to this story.  Had it not been for that evening, when I decided to find out what Twitter and social media was all about, I’m not sure I would have met Starr Miller.  Starr is an interior designer who lives several cities away, albeit in the Charlotte, NC area.  Starr and I, along with Maybelline Te, another designer, shared some tweets and after a small while, decided we should meet in person.  A breakfast meeting, and several other “tweet-ups” ensued, with Starr joining an interior design organization, of which I belong, and she made an announcement about this event.  Maybelline, or “May”, as I so fondly call her, has always captivated me in our conversations, with her wisdom, fearlessness, and generous spirit.  When I shared with her about trying to create this special setting, she would have nothing other than to offer to me her custom chairs, which she planned to reveal in an upcoming NYC design show, this May. 

This table setting was “touched” by many hands.  The Snug Furniture chairs, have been, as well. 

Were these connections left up to chance?  I’d like to think not.  Even in the big sea of chatter, on the web, we were destined to be joined, at first, by our common interests, but more importantly, by uncommon circumstances.  I’ve enjoyed sharing the gift of these connections, with the other people in my life.  This year has been a most special “anniversary”, as I feel as if I’ve morphed from being the hesitant butterfly, to the one who has burst forth from her cocoon . . .  even a little later in life.  I’ve enjoyed flitting about, all along the way.  After all, when we spread our wings, we get to see so much more of the world and the people in it!  This evening was so special, as I was able to share it with “my girls”,some from the past, some from recent meetings, but always who are present.

Special Table Top Connections– (left to right, starting at the top) – Starr Miller, Maybelline Te, Mary Santini, (I’m in the middle), Davetta Moore, Vicki Horton Roach – sister-n-law, Whitney Preslar Bayer – decorative artist, David Wynn – floral artist, and the ever fun Chanda Pope, our photographer, who made us laugh . . .  no posing allowed!

And now, back to the beginning . . . Even though my tabletop was meant to be inspired by a story, right out of Shakespeare, I think, in the back of my mind, there would be another pair of sweethearts who would enjoy a magical evening . . . and . . . they did. 

The End