I want my home to be like a book with pages to be read and lots of stories to tell. And indeed, my home is like a thick volume that can't be read in one sitting...
Upon first entering our home, a visitor might not find anything particularly unique at first glance. As with any of our dwelling spaces, the uniqueness of who we are often requires a closer scrutiny. Perusing the artifacts of a home one is likely to see representations of family history, personal interests and pastimes, as well as those assorted oddities that might leave one scratching their head or could be the opening of an interesting conversation.
The built-in shelf seen above gives a good idea of certain things that are ubiquitous in our home. There are books, media (CD's, DVD's, etc), decorative items, and even a set of juggling beanbags. In nearly every room of our house you can find these same things in an assorted array of formations. Each room is like a variation on a theme. My home is my personal symphony--or more appropriately a symphonic duet between my interests and those of my wife.
Our home is my comfort zone. If I were to be plopped blindfolded into my own home I would immediately know where I was. With a feeling of security I would relax and settle into that homey feeling. But if my blindfold were removed and I were to find myself in a room at your house, please let there be books, music, or something to explore and wonder about.
While in your home I want to see your uniquities and I want them to be ubiquitous. I don't just want to know where I am, but I want to know who I am with. Excuse me if I look at the things on your shelves or on your walls. Tell me what this odd little mystery item means to you.
Tell me a story. What you have around you provides me the details, but you have to tell me the words.
Have you ever visited someone and perused stuff they had on display? Would you be offended if a visitor started looking at what was on shelves or on the walls? What might the decorative items displayed in a house tell you?


