I appreciate crown moulding and coffered ceilings, I am impressed by ingenious lighting, and most grateful for colorful backsplashes. But I have to say that I have this thing with floors.
Living in such a young country (in the grand scheme of things) we have a relatively short history when it comes to floors and their workmanship. But we also have come a long way from wall to wall polyester carpeting in pea-nutty colours!
For inspiration, I always look eastward to the old continent. Although wood is by far my favorite, slate and stone floors have a special quality and character. Polished with time, uneven and crackled, it seems to breathe all of the house’s history.
It’s not that the elevations do not appeal to me when I travel, it’s just that what’s underfoot that speaks to me. Wide wood planks with visible nail heads from derelict manufactures, painted floors, painted borders on hardwood floors, and herringbone.