Ann’s Art of Inside
A designer’s journey of discovery and creation. Exploring the world around her and transforming spaces into homes, she experiences beauty in all seasons and breathes it into her designs.
Thoughts and ramblings of a thiry-something who was adopted into the AHI family in 2018. A social media guru surrounded by lovely fabrics and creative friends in a beautiful little city— there’s no end to inspiration.
Everyday bug dress is an array of exquisite design--black dots on orange, red or yellow, metallic emerald, the black silhouette, airbrushed gossamer. Should we be surprised that all this bug beauty may well informs our interiors as well? Look closely at that beautiful Scalamandre woven lampas silk and you will more than likely see butterflies, in fact, once noted you will see them on fabrics, wallcoverings and woven carpets
In the Northeast where I reside, the difference in exposure to sunlight fluctuates greatly according to the seasons. Not only does this directly affect our moods it affects the ambiance or, as the Dutch say best, gezelligheid, of our interiors. And now, as the days begin to shorten, I think about natural light and how to luxuriate in it, creating its full potential for beauty and comfort in interior spaces no matter the season.
Where the interior space blends to wall and melts into the surrounding exterior space. This perception certainly follows the course of urban architectural history in its articulation of parks, plazas, and greenscapes which lend breathing space and beauty to the grid of city streets and buildings. With today's emphasis on recreation and the natural environment, it is no surprise that this idea has developed into a design philosophy that is coming into its own.
So often, being a part of this very personal process of decoration, my spirit remains with the family, my heart full of hopes and dreams for this family and home. It was abundantly clear the significance of this home and the work they were willing to put in with us.
“Having been fascinated for more than 30 years by the originality and the elegance of the Guinea hens that run free in my garden, it finally came to me that by immortalizing them in a harmonious and timeless object, I could convey my love of the Guineas to others.”
When we don’t know where to begin, sometimes we simply don’t. And the longer we wait, the more pressure we feel to create something perfect...to get it right the first time. Once she got her project underway, my mom created a beautiful space. It took a lot of strength to silence her inner perfectionist.
For those of us who live in New England, it can be easy to forget that not everyone sees such vibrant autumn colors. Or that not everyone knows how a mountain of granite reflects the purple sky. Theses are things I’ll carry with me wherever I go.
A home is a living, breathing thing, and the relationship we have with our home affects the way people feel about it. You scold whatever objects stubbed your toe and resent the windows for being drafty. But it is your home sweet home. There is a warmth and beauty in seeing someone loving their home. Love your home; be kind to it; when you embrace your home, it embraces you back.
When I started painting, I thought there was light blue and dark blue. But the more skies I painted, the more I realized that there were infinite shades of blue. For hours, I would stare at the sky, watching it change, trying to decipher the what I saw.