following your he(art)

Elle Decor

It wasn't until lately, when after moving into an apartment that I plan to stay in for more than 6 months (oh, NEW YORK!), that I realized how challenging it is to select art for your personal space.  I studied art in college and generally know what I like, even though I like looking at it all.  But when it comes to actually clicking "BUY" on sites like Art.Com (which, by the way, has had a total makeover and is offering 15% off your whole purchase until tomorrow!) and 20X200, websites among those in the affordable art realm, I get so nervous.  Of course I get way into the whole "but what does this say about ME" idea, and what happens in three months when I'm tired of looking at Marilyn Monroe's face or that abstract flower/skyscraper?  I know that with making bold choices, in life and in design, there are mistakes and risks and "what was I thinking"-ings, and that is something I'm okay with.  But with art, it feels much more….definitive (especially when you're dropping lots of $$).  So until I am able to collect Hockneys (every girls dream!), an artist whose aesthetic and timelessness put me at ease, I will always be a little hesitant before biting the bullet.  Yes, even with art prints.  And lets not forget having options paraylsis (a term my co-worker coined – clever, right?): when there is SO many beautiful images out there, how do you decide on just one?  (Or five…that's all my cute little Brooklyn apartment can take.)  Do you guys ever feel intimated buying art/art prints?  Or do you follow your initial instinct about a piece and just go with it? I'm interested to hear!

These are some prints on my radar, and well, naturally, I love them ALL. 

(Clearly, I'm having an "icon" moment.)

All Art.Com

And some originals by Matthew Korbel-Bowers. I love his palette.  

#realproblems

 ♥

(the) PILLOW (that made me) TALK

Hi dolls!

After such an embarrassingly long gap between posts, I felt compelled to share something thoughtful and wanted to provide some sort of explanation for why I haven't been hanging around the blogosphere in a couple of months.  But the truth is that while there has been many a deep and thoughtful (and wonderful!) happenings lately in my life, this ridiculous self-imposed obligation to offer up an explanation for why I haven't been around has only kept me further away.  Silly, I know.

For better and for worse, I'll be the first to admit that an emotionally-driven, intense person who probably needs to chill the eff out every once and a while.  So instead of worrying any longer about my segway back to House of Happy, I've decided to share with you something really simple and completely unintense that brought a huge smile to my face (and yeah, I have been thinking about it for aprox. 6 hours since it first met my eyes this morning).  Black and white and geometric and mustard-yellow and velvet.....ugh.  Its got IT ALL.  And not to mention it will go so well with my new black and white striped rug, soon-to-be-ordered vintagey-yellow velvet x-bench, and my grandmother's afghan throw (more on this later).  It's like a sugar HIGH.

So there ya have it: a pillow.  My apologies it lacks depth or sentiment, but hey, it has brought me back! Game on. 

I've missed you guys and hope that everyone is well ♥