Family

My mother was a master of painted finishes, a teacher of the same, and a colorist for some of the country’s most respected interior designers. The idea that an interior was a “living art form”, available to everyone and yet theoretically as valuable as painting, sculpture or literature, was as natural to our family life as the acceptance of food on the table. Even as a child I was allowed, in fact, encouraged, to choose the fabrics, carpets, colors and art for my rooms. My father was a businessman and contractor who specialized in international and energy-conservative projects. His positive, ethical and practical values guide me every day. But he was also and admittedly a ‘frustrated architect’ -- If he’d had his way, he’d have created houses and bridges and things that gave practical purpose to sculpture. An immensely creative, though practical, man.

When I grew up to become an art director, I created the environments for the products we photographed and represented – with a strong direction to fashion and home design. And I tried to create real-life homes full of detail, charm and comfort. The environment of living was always an essential part of the story to me.