I'm not quite sure why, but there's this three year old in me that has a very... emotional... gut response to graphic touches like stripes, polka dots and checks.
Especially stripes, the thicker, the better. Seeing stripes is like having someone plop one of those swirly hypnotic devices in my face. I become embarrassingly transfixed. I can't look away!
My saving grace? Taking comfort in knowing that I'm not the first to suffer from this graphic fixation.
Dorothy Draper's library, in her residence at Manhattan's Hotel Carlyle:
Gilded structure
Is (1989) in a neoclassical setting, by James Lee Byars:
Above, from World of Interiors, Dec 09.
William Pahlmann's Empire inspired tented room at Lord & Taylor, 1939:
