I hesitated going away for the weekend in the midst of so much activity at the Burgundy house, as well as on the work front. My mom said, "Go no matter what." So I did. It ended up being a perfectly timed weekend of pure inspiration.
First it was the architecture, cleanliness and calm in Bruxelles that inspired me.
And then the inspiring countryside, with two days spent at this very special house.
The property was so large between the house and the chateau that you had to travel by quad or motorcycle. RDW and I tried to give it a go, resulting in my dismounting prematurely when the muddy terrain became treacherous.
Sculpture gardens in the front and back.
The front yard's circle sculpture perfectly framed the red tree.
The large sculpture to the right was inspired by a person standing on their head. I tried and tried to see that to no avail. My favorite was the one next to the pool on the left.
I had no idea that garden sculpture would become my next aching desire. I will put garden sculpture in the tickler file for now, right behind sandblasting beams, sealing floors, and grounding the electricity (just to name three immediate needs). But I digress.
On the way back to Brussels to catch the train, we stopped by the Brussels Design Fair.
I had no way of getting the chairs home on the train, which is the good news.
Thank God lights are easier to transport. This one is part of my monastery chic vision.
But this Great Gatsby piece may be throwing everything out of whack. I love it, but am on the fence about how Monastic (is that a word?) it really is. Although I panic-purchased it I'm gonna sit with this one a bit before forcing it into the aesthetic. Maybe it will go in Paris apartment.
And then I found my ideal country boots.
I had been on the fence until I spotted them in Brussels again. And bam! I must have them immediately. God I love clarity.
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