Interior design for a single person in their 50s.
December 14, 2024.
I have always loved interior design, and there was a time when I spent all my time DIYing my home while single and during my marriage. (I am single again now, though.)
Even when watching movies or dramas, I often find myself looking at the interior design rather than the story.
Fujiko Hemming's homes in Kyoto and Paris, and Dries Van Noten's home—they were wonderful.
However, those require immense wealth and taste.
Since I have absolutely no capital, when I increase the number of things I own, it is essential to be more selective than ever, even for small items. *Sigh.*
At the same time I started living alone, I slammed on the accelerator and accelerated my decluttering all at once, but from now on, I want to live a life that further condenses my own "likes."
I will not buy any more furniture. (Though "cannot buy" is more accurate, given my finances and space.)
I will also not buy plastic items as much as possible.
I will not buy things that are convenient but do not satisfy my own aesthetic sense.
If I like something, even if it is a bit expensive, I will buy it with the feeling of jumping off the Burj Khalifa. (That would be the end of me, though.)
There was a time when I found satisfaction in "owning many things," but I would just keep them tucked away, occasionally taking them out to look at them, and then putting them away again.
Even though things I don't use are ≒ (nearly equal) to not existing.
No matter how wonderful an item is, it means it does not match my way of life.
Because I am frugal, it had become a decorative piece in the cupboard, but
I finally made up my mind and started using it recently.
I used to love tableware and, like in the Banchō Sarayashiki ghost story, I collected them resentfully, counting "one plate... two plates..."
I would only reverently bring out the good stuff when guests came over or for special events. I would quietly and slowly take Baccarat glasses out of their boxes, and as soon as I used them, I would wash them and put them away at the speed of light.
When I sold them on Mercari last year to help with household expenses, I felt strangely relieved.
VIRON bread, celery salad, and creamed turnips and salmon.
Salmon makes another appearance, but when you live alone,
utilizing the ingredients sleeping in the freezer and refrigerator like this is essential.
These plates have been with me for over 20 years.
Right after I moved into this house, I didn't like the white wallpaper, so I put up wallpaper I liked over it. It's very cheap wallpaper, but I'm satisfied.
I crammed a coffee table, sofa, large mirror, etc., into this house, but in the end, I quickly put them out as oversized trash.
Since then, I have laid down cushion flooring with a design I like on the floors of the toilet and the washroom.
In my bedroom, I removed the yellowed curtain rails that were attached to the old aluminum sash window frames, installed stainless steel poles near the ceiling, and hung curtains.
I removed the ceiling light that was there and installed an antique chandelier I owned. But I rarely turn on the chandelier. The nights in my home are dark, just like the resident.
I spend my time with the light from table lamps and floor lamp bulbs, and by candlelight, like the ex-husband of Ryoko Hirosue (Wait, he doesn't live by candlelight, does he?! I don't know).
Some of my sons' furniture is still left there.
There were originally four of these chairs, but since I don't use them anymore, I threw them out in a big way! Hahaha.
All that remains is this one chair.
Otherwise, I live with a Wilkhahn chair and an antique rattan chair.
I long for a living room where flowers are always displayed, a tiled or wooden vanity, and an old tiled balcony that can be used as a second living room.
I loved that house I used to live in. (Looking into the distance again)
But now, as the master of this little star, I just want to acquire the power to discern what is necessary for me and create a life rich in heart.
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