I kind of had a lightbulb moment recently. It’s sort of an interesting phenomenon, this type of occurrence. You know when you come to a certain realization about something that you kind of already knew deep down, yet it only becomes clearly evident to you, gradually and quietly due to circumstance? When you finally articulate something that was deeply and inexplicably a part of you in a perfect way that brings clarity?
I was having a conversation with a friend and we were sharing our hopes and visions for our individual futures (both realistic plans and hair-brained, outrageous ideas). We’re both graduating from college in a short four months, and we’re both individually coming to grips with reality - the realization that we are being gifted with the opportunity to dive headfirst into our passions and purposes through our careers.
And it was in this conversation that I began to speak of the things I’ve always been attuned to and continue to cultivate a deep sense of appreciation for - interior design, old furniture, homes, historic places, families. The intimate parts of our lives. Expression through well-lived life and design. Living, really.
I put to words my fascination with the intricate role of our lived spaces upon our lives and upbringings. How important is it to have a family that loves us and a home to call our own? And how blessed are we if we happen to be surrounded by beautiful people and places who inspire growth, creativity, and well-being? The role that the home and family environment plays in our lives within these lived spaces is precious.
We are more than impacted by these shaping circumstances. These people and places become an extended expression of who we are.
Our homes and lives are worth investing in. And designing them holistically, for the good of the human person, is the way I love to do this.
There’s some factor about creating and celebrating our lived spaces that peaks my interest and arouses my creativity. I’m always on the hunt for beauty, and I’m especially drawn to the beauty that can be discovered in the unique dwellings the human species occupies. I’m trying to become more attentive to it each day.
And the thing is, I’m not professionally trained in the art of interior design. I used to regret my choice to attend a liberal arts college instead of interior design school, but now I realize how free I am. I’m innately attuned, curious, and explorative when it comes to this passion of mine. I’m not constrained by following a rulebook, I’m pursuing a beautiful life achieved through conscious and unique design. I appreciate this art and the significance of it in so many ways and I continue to discover new ways to study it.
I find it in pieces of furniture needing some time and attention. This was the birth of Ravivé - I now get to find new homes for revived pieces of furniture while exploring the history of furniture from a personal and design standpoint.
I find it through the practice of creating treasured spaces myself. This habit of mine has grown throughout the years. I want to really love the rooms that I spend time in, and I’m always tweaking or adding design elements in my living spaces to achieve simplicity and a refined representation of myself.
I find it in the details of rooms others have created and loved; and in doing so I learn more about others. Lived spaces have a knack for revealing the smallest yet most intimate intricacies of people’s lives. Sharing life, spending time in others' spaces allows us to truly come to know them.
I find it in the way that light strikes a room, illuminating it in a new way. I’ve recently taken to exploring my passion for interiors and design through a photographer’s lens. Daily, I practice looking for the sake of looking, attentiveness to the world around me. Doing this has changed the way that I see, and especially the way that I notice a room’s details and the affect of natural light in a room. Capturing these beautiful moments has become an extended project of mine. I’ve realized that my attentiveness to the smallest moments of life helps me feel alive and connected to the rest of the world.
I find it through the messes we create that reveal reality. I love how, in the images below, there are crumbs on the counter and the window is dirty. There’s a certain beauty to that - these spaces are lived in, they’re not always picture-perfect. Reality is honest and true.
I’ve been reflecting on these distinct yet interconnected philosophies and passions of mine. Pursuing them simultaneously excites and frightens me - because I know I’m entering a period of my life when I’m being confronted with a new sort of freedom and the ability to choose. I’m beginning to step into the shoes of who I was created to be.
I am certain that it’s my life’s purpose to influence and enlighten our experiences within our lived spaces. This may be through design, photography, restoration, or some other way that I’ve not yet discovered.
My work and philosophy that is brought to life through Ravivé is more than a hobby or business idea. It’s an extension of who I am personally, creatively, professionally. It’s really a joy to see this philosophy through and to share it with all of you!