Interior: Modern Lines, Creative Heart

I have a soft spot for artists. Maybe it’s because I am one—once a painter, sometimes a sketcher, occasionally a sculptor. I know what it feels like to crave a corner of the world that inspires you to create. A space that isn’t just functional, but reflective of who you are and how you see beauty.

So when an artist came to me with a small request—a simple sitting area inside her workshop space—I was instantly intrigued. The kind of project that seems straightforward, but still calls for thoughtfulness. She wanted modern. Clean. Unfussy. A place where clients could sit for a moment, a place that spoke quietly but confidently.

Modern isn’t my usual rhythm. I tend to lean toward the natural—worn woods, soft cottons, stone and vine. But design, at its heart, is listening. So I listened.

Her beloved white chairs were the first clue. Rippled and sculptural, they had gold metal trim that made them feel like something from a curated gallery. I paired them with a matching gold round table—simple, seamless, and just the right amount of shine. Beneath them, I laid down a soft rug, thin gray and white stripes giving the concrete floor some subtle warmth without straying too far from the modern ask.

We added a few potted plants, because I couldn’t help myself. Even in the most structured spaces, a bit of green softens the edges and reminds us to breathe. But still, something was missing.

That’s when she mentioned her newest art collection—nine vibrant vector art posters in bold cerulean blue and baby pink, newly purchased and loved. It was the color the room had been waiting for. I encouraged her to scan them into her space and frame each one in slim gold borders, hung together in a structured grid to form a gallery wall. Suddenly the space had a heartbeat. A story.

From there, the rest came easily. A throw pillow in that same rich blue, softening the angular chair. A pink crystal orb on the tabletop, catching the light just enough to draw the eye.

In the end, the space became exactly what she needed: a crisp, beautiful waiting area that spoke with her voice, her tastes, her art. A small, intentional pocket of calm where creativity could pause, but never really stop.