Ever since I came to America I have struggled with fitting in. The stigma of being an immigrant is strong. I have a different way of seeing life, a different appearance, different food, different traditions, different music, different accent; everything is different! including my house, which not many understand, because they don't understand my taste...
Trunk + vintage candy dishes
Part of my difference in regards of decoration...
is that everybody around likes country, matchy matchy, and neutral tones...
Upcycled doors made by Wild Ravens + Aymara Shawl + Barcelona recycled glass head
while I love eclectic, colorful, and upcycled.
Replica of popular bar in my hometown.
My culture overflows the place.
Everywhere you look there is a piece of Chile, traditional memorabilia that bring me closer to home, (like this Indio Picaro )
Vintage candy dishes
One of our famous poets collected colorful glass, and when I visited his houses (now turned museums) I knew I wanted a collection just like his (but I didn't know it was so hard to find this dishes)
Eye of God (mounted in a piece of wood)
Chile is a colorful country., like this "Ojo de Dios" an ancient contemplative and spiritual practice for many indigenous peoples in the Americas, that can still be found across the country.
and I also like to display the pictures I take
Matrioshka dolls from Poland (not made in China ones!)
but not only that, but I like to collect adventures and memories, and my house to reflect that.
I struggled with judgement, and several times I got rid of my precious possessions
...when someone else found them tacky.
Rabbits, crochet and painting by Rayna Noel
but I'm done feeling judged. My house makes me happy
Shakira the Shih Tzu
my colors, my dogs, my objects... The mix of things is a reflection of me: half gringa, half chilean. An eclectic adventure seeker, artsy fartsy and loca for the animals.
Someone who seeks pictures full of colors, that make you feel happy and at home.