All interiors and buildings have the same opportunity: to help us make sense of ourselves.
Looking back, it was all about that, the beauty of understanding. From the age of 15, I consciously sought beauty in all things around me, and interior design was my first exploration of this. However, after years of study and work within the corporate world, I arrived at 30 feeling like I was in a box, a very small box, and could not feel or see beauty. Decisions in my 20s were legacies of my upbringing and the environment I was trained in.
As an impressionable young woman, I initially worked hard to emulate designer stereotypes that received recognition. But seeing the way design and construction was thought about and done in the wider industry, right from the early days it felt wrong. Following the path of others both creatively and personally had run its course. There was a need for change. But no big change comes about easily or smoothly.
There were two instances that stood out to me. The first was a report on toxic air quality following fires in buildings with vinyl flooring. The second was a request made by a client to take our proposal home to show his wife for feedback on it and to help him decide.