one of my favorite beej-isms is the phrase “paralysis by anaysis”. not only does it roll right off the tongue, it’s also an affliction i’m quite familiar with. it is polar opposite to another favorite phrase i often tell myself, “piss or get off the pot”. well, over the last few weeks there has been a battle of wills, paralysis vs pissing, if you will. and finally, finally a decision was made and things have progressed.
what’s all the toiling about, you wonder? well, the nursery walls, of course. so so so so so so so many options to choose from, directions to go in. if you recall my initial room design (seen here in the post about glider fabric that, ahem, still hasn’t been chosen), i was considering doing the same wall treatment that i did in our bedroom, because i’m so in love with it and love to watch the light transform the metallic stripes throughout the day. but then, is it lame to repeat the same pattern over an over throughout the house? well, no, but kind of. a little. so then i thought i’d do something similar, using the same creamy washed background with a bronzey-gold overlay. (you bet i looked at 100,000 wallpaper samples, paint jobs, and color palettes that were absolutely swoon-worthy and sweet and perfect for a nursery, but…. but what?) i think i wanted something different. something not so kiddy. something i won’t mind painting over on that dreamy day when the little one walks up and says “mom! i have a really great idea and i want to paint my room!” (i did this a couple times growing up, and i felt so liberated and bolstered in my visions that my folks not only supported that expression, but helped me see it through, over and over again. a game we are still playing 20 years later).
why are the walls such an issue? because this baby is eating my brain, more specifically the area that makes decisions. quick, black and white, go big or go home and do it now kind of decisions. the ones i used to be really good at making. but now? now it took weeks to conceptualize the space (i landed on using one of my favorite artists, sol lewitt, as inspiration, since apparently the baby is washing down the decision making part of my brain with what was left of my creative juices). then days and days going through his catalog of work, finding something that wouldn’t be overly conceptual for the space, but still interesting enough to get me excited. two sources of inspiration, two of my favorite pieces of his:
there will be a full nursery reveal in a few weeks, but this is just a little glimpse of where my head is at these days…