I really love our home. It’s old white wooden floors and a high ceiling. The view, the atmosphere. Nowadays feeling comfortable at home is even more important as we spend there way more hours. Today I’ve spent the whole day doing nothing. For just once I let go of all my expectations and demands to myself and just literally lied down in bed. Maybe that’s why I started to see all those small details in a different light. It might look like meaningless piles of stuff but if you stare a little bit longer, there’s a hidden message in every piece. Life is interwoven in those seemingly random objects which are laying around and in the end, that is the life itself. All those stories, emotions, and memories. A dried bouquet of flowers is from a few years back. I bonded it in a Christmas workshop and I still remember it clearly. It was my first free two-hours in months as we were constantly working and it felt like heaven to forget all the work stuff, sip some mulled wine and to bind a flower bouquet. Small pleasures of life. All the candle holders are second-hand finds and so is the big, purple amethyst too. I have a thing for odd, moody candle holders and of course, for beautiful crystals too. The candle in the right corner is hand-poured in our office and it was my first attempt to produce something else than paper goods to sell. I didn’t pour it myself though, it was our intern at that time but I still love the caramel popcorn scent of it. All the candles are sold out, this is the only one left. As a graphic designer, I always look at things through my profession. Every time someone starts an internship with us, I always tell them that after this you will never read any newspaper, book or website like you used to do. Learning about typography, kerning, grids, compositions, colors and other tools of this profession has an enormous effect on how you look and see the world around you. It’s both a curse and a blessing. I’m curious, I want to see the world full of interesting and inspiring details but I have to admit that sometimes it would be nice to just read the damn thing. The other side effect of my work is that I always buy paper goods. Every shelf of our home is filled with notebooks, books, magazines, and zines and I love it. These two are the books I’m currently reading among a few others. The smaller one I bought from a museum shop in Amsterdam and another one is a Christmas present from my parents. (My mom asks a book wishlist every year, so simple yet effective way to make sure that the presents are in point!) Below the books is the newest issue of Flow Magazine which I always buy. As long as I’ve had my own place, I’ve owned, used and loved these 80’s black hexagon tableware. Through the years I’ve collected quite an impressive amount of these from vases to dessert bowls as you can find these from any fleamarket and the price is really cheap. I like the angular shape and these are exceptionally long-lasting too. I haven’t broken a single one ever! Another pile of paper goods, how convenient! The top one is a notebook I bought from London and below there’s a pile of books. Some of them I’ve read, some of them are still waiting for their turn and some of them I’ve read more than once. Eff this meditation (the pink one) is one of those that I’ve read many times. I’m a huge fan of the author, Liza Kindred and this is the book I turn to when I feel like I need some peace of mind. It’s an easygoing bunch of different ways to meditate and gain mindfulness and I absolutely love it. Highly recommended! The tattoo in my thigh I got it as a birthday present from my beloved and deceased ex-fianceé. It’s done by our mutual friend and it’s still unfinished. I think it will stay like that. Meaningful doesn’t always mean polished and perfect. We don’t have a living room and we don’t have a TV. Our life happens in our kitchen and in our bedroom (and the chaos is in the kid’s room 😉 ). Usually, when I buy flowers, it’s for a photoshoot but these eucalyptuses just wanted to jump in my basket in a grocery store. The branches have already dried as you can see but I still like the decadent beauty of them. The skull is from a vintage market, I have absolutely no idea of which animal it is but it’s quite cool and hangs in our windowsill. The Unicorn Burn candle is from my Amsterdam visit and this windowsill is one of my favorites in this apartment. It looks almost like an altar in some weird way. The last but definitely not least. This photo sums pretty much up so many of my recent emotions and activities. We tried wine and Zoom last night with my friends and had so much fun regardless of the physical distance (hi Rovaniemi!). After that, we went down to the memory lane with my fianceé by listening to Verenpisara from our teenage years. Oh, by the way, have I told you that my fianceé is actually my first love too from ’96 when I was 13? Because of that, we share a lot of mutual memories too although we separated for years before we met again as adults. Some things seem to last. So much life everywhere. Instead of always shaming myself on not cleaning those up, maybe I should stop more often to see what’s hidden inside.