Rain and fog dance circling the bright yellow cabs and rounds of umbrella outside.
Inside, melding worlds, reshaping alliances, a feast like no other: Blogfest 2011 begins, with a bang. inspiring many to mourn the missing of such a moment, the moment of movement. Blogfest 2011, the brainchild of Beth Greene of Kravet, certainly has created a perfect storm. So perfect in fact, that unknowingly I snap this quote on the day before Blogfest begins, at a MOMA exhibit. Destiny is moving like the wind. Design Bloggers, a tide of rebels are storming the castle.
It begins in the incredible Hearst Tower, a symbol of hope in glass and conscious living. A walled city. Where we are drawn up in elevators that house secret workings, buttonless. Flying toward the 44th floor. With ramparts and a line of hosts to welcome us in, including the divining rod of change Beth Greene, the Kravet’s, Ann Feldstein & Jennifer Powell – part of the incredible team who made this all happen, social media interior designers fabric houses design inspiration and press converge.
I want to pinch myself.
A visual feast beckons. Pink peonies pop on each table, amidst the silver, grey, black & white backdrop. Jeweled and colorful, the predominantly female crowd fills the space with song. Words and pictures bind us, as we celebrate the promise and the opportunity. Of blurring lines, moving boundaries, crossing rivers.
History is becoming Herstory, nothing will every be quite the same again. Not for me. I am filled with such incredible knowing. I can feel the bands of time stretching and melding, elements colliding, debris flying, all forces unmade and remade. Outside the rain pelts down, and inside we are feted, and we rejoice.
The energy in the room is so intense, a vibration runs through like a thread on a spool,weaving and capturing us all in its magic.
After the feasting there is beating of drums. The editors of House Beautiful, Veranda & Town & Country share background and some of their take on social media, including the quaint notion of bloggers typing in fluffy slippers. Stereotyping is not dead. I have to admit on cold days I can be found wearing slippers to blog in. Does that make me a woolly blogger? I dont know, but it does make me laugh. I can laugh because I know that nothing can stop the future.
We round off the day back on Floor Forty Four, as we glide down the corridors, men in black bear trays of flutes. Surrounded by Traditionalists and Innovators, I am struck by the notion that we are flying toward one another, with charm, resistance and sometimes grace, on the very winds of Destiny that Adolfe Rette so eloquently connected with.
What do you think about the melding of media, new and old, tradition and change? How do you see all this playing out? Or maybe you love how color changes moods and minds? Whatever your opinion, I would love to hear it, in a comment below.
If all this energy of change has you wanting a home that celebrates who you are, call me Jennifer Duchene, 650-644-8592, I would be delighted to help you express yourself.