Desk Treasures

 

Desk AccessoriesIt’s no secret I’m obsessed with white, gold and grey. There’s something so pure and soothing about a cool, neutral palette. Everything looks good on it or against it, and you can have fun mixing different tones and textures. Thanks to 13 years of living in New York City, and an abundance of overseas work travel, I’ve developed an eclectic but minimalist design aesthetic, and apply it to even the most functional items.

My workspace is no exception, and being tucked behind my couch, I wanted it to feel calm, cozy and creative. These are a few of the small indulgences that make doing work from home so much more inviting.

Shown above, from TtB: Fresh blooms in a single stem; Fornasetti cup and saucer; Something pretty to keep notes in, like this gold and cream Lanvin notebook; Carl Aubock jumbo gold paperclip; Set of perfectly sharpened colored pencils in a brass v-holder; Garance Doré for Rifle Paper Co. iPhone case; Magnifying glass by Maison Martin Margiela (I received mine as a gift after staying at Margiela’s hotel in Paris, and just LOVE them); Rifle Paper Co. telephone notecards; Brass Midori pencil case; a decadent candle like Le Labo’s Santal 26; Feather pen from Maison Martin Margiela; Astier de Villatte ceramic dish; John Derian vintage key paper weight.

every picture (re)tells a story

This morning I dropped by Left Bank Books in the West Village and came across a beautiful little book by Wim Wenders called “Places, Strange and Quiet.” I love Wenders’ work and with a title that spoke to my heart, I had to have it.

In the book, Wenders captures forty-four places that are melancholy and silent, yet charged with possibility. Time capsules, as he calls them. Number 9 and 10 are of a ferris wheel in Armenia from 2008. The first portrays a cloudy, calm landscape that is nostalgic and isolated. The second, from the opposite angle is sinister and exposed.  Alongside the fold-out photograph is a brief passage:

“Every picture tells a story…”
Sometimes only the reverse angle 
tells the truth. – Wim Wenders

Every picture tells a story...

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Paris.

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The light is different in Paris. Even at 10am it appears the city is still waking. The air fills with a milky, warm yellow glow and the buildings begin to perch at a rhythmic pace, standing side by side through the shortened days. Dusk turns the arrondissements into deep, gray-blue canals. Damp and cozy as the locals dip in and out of bistros and boutiques.

It’s not like this in New York. The buildings are always alive, piercing the air above with their concrete and metal frames. During the cold winter months, New York beams a piercingly bright, cyan sky. Deceptive and unbalanced, energized and crisp.

tonight I feel infinite.

downpour in the west village by meagan kirkpatrick

downpour in the west village by meagan kirkpatrick

I took this photo over a year ago, and it’s still one of my favorites. I didn’t really  know how to use my camera back then, and I’m pretty sure it’s not in focus, but there’s just something about the rain that makes one feel infinite.

endless winter.

Last week I came home from pilates just as a snow storm was setting in. Famished and tired, I bolted upstairs, inhaled an apple and some of my favorite cheese for dinner, and headed out back to capture the falling flakes.

I’m still learning my way around the 6D, but as any photographer knows, everything is new again with a new camera. And there’s something magical about watching the snow swallow the grid of the city. Here are a few of my favorite snaps from the night.

crossing 12th street by meagan kirkpatrick

crossing 12th street by meagan kirkpatrick

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cruising altitude.

cruising altitude.

cruising altitude, by meagan kirkpatrick.

I peer outside at the Rothko-like horizon.

Rothko in Munich by Meagan Kirkpatrick

Darkest blue, grey, marine… The windows are freckled with icy wet flakes. I pull out my phone and snap a few photos. I toggle with the filters, sending one into cyberspace with the caption “Munich Sunrise.”

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