my friends seem to have become such an important part of my blog over the last few months! stacy and allan were kind enough to let me come into their humble abode and photograph it for the second edition of curiosity spaces.
stacy is an artist and a writer, while allan is a comedian, actor, and writer…they live in Hollywood, CA.i spent the afternoon sipping on coffee and taking photos, wylie and steven played, and stacy shared stories behind all the different art, knick knacks, and even the rituals she has before starting a piece. i remember before i ever even met stacy, my friend kate brought me to her house to feed her cat. i was in awe of her art and i felt i wanted to know this person. really, i was kind of jealous of how talented she was. in a good way. the first time we did meet… we bonded with creativity, sensitivity, and our similar experiences of moving to alabama in our adolescence. i love her genuine nature, empathy, intelligence, and talent. we always have these deep hearted conversations about life, art, family, and love and always leave each other with a little bit of a kick in our step!
i have been to their house lots, but i have never REALLY looked at the little things floating around in stacy’s studio. i love how organized her inspiration wall is, the paint chips she has selvaged in a tin lid, how beautiful paint can be in a smuckers jar. she has many things inspired by her late father and his work as a scientist or his stamp collection or the photo of him with his mentor. it made me feel like he was always with her in that room. i have no doubt he is. i love the hair in jars and the homemade cat bed made from cardboard– and her drawing from the artist don nace, poem from friend britta kallevang, postcard from gordon lish, paintings by her dear friends amanda faulkner-barrett and kate purdy, and how proud and inspired they all make her. i love the huge homemade pillow on their bed and the random 1980’s magazine photo of a family. i couldn’t narrow the photos down. i never can. a few months ago, their bedroom ceiling caved in so they had to move their bed into the dining room. the bed ended up staying and they each took a bedroom for a studio. allan has a few photos in the post as well.
there were so many unique and interesting pieces and if i asked, each one had a story behind it. curiosity. not just to me, but to stacy. i like it when people are proud of the things in their house because of the story. maybe someone gave it to you,maybe someone made it for you. maybe the story behind how you acquired it brings back memories, makes you smile, or maybe it even makes you sad. maybe it just makes you feel something. a home is a personal and intimate experience. it is the place you feel the most comfortable to be yourself…it is safe, at least it should be. photographing stacy’s home and especially studio, felt as though it was her safe place. a place for herself to cherish, inspire, and create. the process inspired me and provoked my own thoughts realizing that home is where i am the most uninhibited in my own abilities. it allows me to even write this post, afraid of no judgement.
stacy has recently started her blog, revisinglonliness. she looks for art everyday and documents beautiful words that sink right down to your soul. i highly suggest you follow it! she has also done a lovely post about her experience of having someone photograph her house. they kind of go hand in hand now!
Stacy Elaine Dacheux spent half her childhood outside Boston, getting beat on by tough girls. The other half was spent outside Birmingham, getting beat on by Southern Baptists. She currently lives in Los Angeles, where she gets beat on by life. As a visual artist, she translates handwritten letters into abstract paintings, a collection of which will be traveling to Massachusetts in September. She was a finalist for the Italo Calvino Prize in fiction and an article she co-wrote was noted in The New Yorker‘s “Book Bench.” Past publications include: BUST Magazine, Flavorpill Productions, and Artillery: Killer Text on Art.