Antiques; becoming my mother.
I never used to like antiques. Then a strange thing happened. Last year, I started experiencing period-acne breakouts, losing my ability to sleep right after drinking coffee, and started LIKING antiques. Like a lot of homes, the houses we’ve lived in have always contained @ least 2 living rooms; one we were allowed to sit in and another to house various furniture pieces and antiques. The first order of action upon return from schooling away was to tour the house in order to re-acclimatize. This was because it was visibly different once I was in the door; a new piece of furniture here, a different antique piece there. So there you have it. Very scary, but I’m afraid I will now follow her on, or even initiate those visits to antique stores or fairs.
But I’ve thankfully not lost my attraction to the bold & modern either. Some of the things I’ve been dazzled by lately include Erik Bright‘s kinetic pottery:
I came across Erik’s work while researching art objects online as usual. Excellent work; I’m especially impressed by the kinetic nature of the designs against the stark simplicity of a black and white palette. I was also intrigued to learn that he grew up partly in West Africa. Many of the pieces on display evoke memories of the abstract designs found in everyday objects (earthenware) in the northern states & ceremonial pieces (masks) in the south of Nigeria.
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