I have a benchmark birthday tomorrow. You know, one of those decade defining ones. One I never expected or could even envision–back in the youth driven 1960s and 70s. I am part of what is still the largest generation in the Western Hemisphere and we are not aging gently or easily. Sixty is not the new forty. It is the new sixty. Fifty isn’t the new thirty. It’s the new fifty. And forty seems to be more angst ridden than the other two for those I know who are reaching it this year.
I strive to be current and informed, to keep up with trends and ideas. It is inherent in my curiosity driven personality–I’m still drawn to new ideas, yet in my own work I lean towards the classic. I’m still evolving as a designer although I feel that I have a defined stylistic lexicon that works for me and my clients. For the past 10 years I have been creating landscapes that I hope will last beyond me. I plant trees and build with stone to try to insure their longevity.
I try and honor the land, the architecture and my client’s dreams. I know that my work’s stylistic tendencies lean toward the traditional as a reflection of the market that I work in and as much as I love crisp, contemporary style, I’m okay with that.
It’s ironic that the iconic style in current vogue was in its first heyday when I was in kindergarten. Modernism screamed ‘This is the Future!” Today, Modernist and mid-century designs are sought after as vintage styles and are considered timeless and classic. So I’m celebrating my benchmark by visiting what I consider to be the most iconic of them all, Phillip Johnson’s Glass House. Come back next week for the details. Happy Birthday to me!