When you walk into our house you cannot mistake who's house it is. My house is a big part of me and will always complete who i am and what i love in life. I've always liked color and busy walls.
Since I was a teenager and my parents renovated their apartment, After 10 years of sharing a room with my older brother, finally I had my own room. my own little space I can decorate. The walls changed many colors and plenty of little collectables were hung and placed on shelves.
I've always traveled around the world and always bought a little memory to bring back home. Each little element you will see has a story. sometimes a story of a person I bought it from and sometimes a story from a far away country. If you ask me I will probably remember where I bought each item (or who i got it from as a present) and around what year it was. But if i tell you all of them the post will be much too long. more than it already is :)
And after that long introduction... Welcome to the Hemed's humble of home.
|This is our living room. red couch, yellow cabinet, green shelves, orange chair, blue television cabinet. can you see where i'm going with this?|
|Sometimes you just need a pretty place to put all your stuff in|
|The painting was a wedding gift from a dear family friend. It reminds me of my home town Jerusalem|
|My globe! A present from my parents for my 28th birthday. It lights up too! And A sneak peak to the balcony.. more of it to come later on|
|The painting on the left is by my amazing Grandfather who passed away when I was 11. George Weisbrod|
|And so are boats|
|Matrioshkas- main motif in this house|
|This is a very recent addition to the apartment. I designed it and a very talented woman made it as she did the cute green shelves from before. You should look her up: hagit|
|Another amazing painting by my grandfather. I love anything to do with carousels horses and unicorns. how girly|
|The horse in the hoop was bought from a dear friend i might have mentioned a dozen of times on this blog. Zohar Mor from Kululush.|
|What did I tell you about them carrousels|
|My little Cuban smoking lady. from the flea market in Cuba as well|
|The living room and the kitchen are in the same space and there isn't really a line where one ends and the other begins. Even the fridge is by the TV :) and as you can see from all the magnets, we've attended around 14 weddings in the past 2 years|
|The wire "love" word and the heart beneath it are from South Africa|
|Another Grandpa Weisbrod painting|
|Matrioshka oven mit|
|Even my Urban outfitters cupcake soap dispenser has a story|
|The amazing porcelain cookie plate was a wedding gift from a dear family friend from France. It was owned by her grandmother about 100 years ago. There is no way I will ever use this plate for anything other than decoration|
|My tin kettle collection. each has it's own story|
|We were cooking soup while taking the photos :) when i say we I mean Nir. he's the cook in this house. a pretty good one too|
|The little houses are from Portugal. We actually visited a city where a whole street was covered with these on the walls, it was amazing! The bottom light house is also from Zohar|
|Nir's grandmother makes the ceramic "Hamsa" hands|
|A present from Vietnam and a heart from SouthAfrica|
|Aaaand Nina moved to her other spot, the balcony. sitting with her favorite socks. My socks from india she made her own|
So this is the end of part one. Next time i'll introduce you to our bedroom and work room :)
And for now- stay safe if you're in Israel.