Intensity

I used to fall in love with a song and record it over and over on a tape, so I could just listen to it and nothing else. I don't generally like to reread books, or watch movies more than once, but there is one movie I have watched many times over the years.

In the same vein I have a few pieces of art that I never get tired of looking at. They have meaning for me that involves nothing more than I coveted them from the moment I saw them and saved until I could buy them.

I love looking at architecture and especially houses that are unique. Once upon a time I dreamed of my own lovely mansion, designed and decorated exclusively by and for me. That never happened and that is fine now.

Now I am more into minimalism than mansions, whether by actual belief systems or simple realism, I don't know, but I'm there. I don't want too much clutter around me and the things that are around me are in a specific order that pleases my eye.

My living room seems to have reached critical perfection in my eyes. It has small concentrated areas of things that are intensely lovely or satisfying for me to look at, surrounded by open space that allows them to stand out.

The bedroom still needs lots of work, but that is fun too.