In addition to loving vintage, I love photography, and blog about it as Parallax Photo.
My photograph often has a modern, abstract, geometric artsy style. Which is a little bit odd, because it's not my style in anything else. I'm definitely a classic button down shirt, and vintage/antiques/cottage style decorating sort of person. Both aesthetics are true, and me, but they don't always blend. (It can be really hard to find spots in my home to hang photographs I love, because their colors or composition just don't blend with my decor) So this meditation on the antique in my photography is a nice change.
These are the keys to my parents' antique china cabinet. When I was home for Christmas a few years ago, this shaft of sunlight from the window was pointed right at them, like a spotlight. I love how it highlights the woodgrain, the gloss of the wood, and the patina of the keys.
I grew up with antiques, most were rescued from the attics and basements of family and family friends who were not impressed with the unpromising, dusty, moldering cast offs we took in. It took a lot of elbow grease to fix up, clean up, occasionally refinish them into beautiful pieces full of character. But it was a wonderful lesson, to learn to look past a bit of surface dirt.
I had work friends over to my apartment for the first time recently. We're 20-somethings working for little money in non-profits, trying to change the world, as a result, most apartments still look vaguely like a college dorm, or at least decidedly unfinished.
But a childhood of DIY restoration projects, the wonder of the internet (my favorite home decor stores include craigslist and my local freecycle group) and a great selection of local flea markets and yard sales gave me all I needed for an apartment that as one woman said 'Looks like you're an adult!'
I've lived on the top floor of a big old Victorian for almost 2 years now, and I've repainted every room, hauled more furniture than I care to think of up to the third floor, collected, sewed, re-upholstered, shopped, hammered and generally spent my Saturday afternoons making a home I'm crazy about.