When I want ideas for the execution of a project, be it the height of a lamp or the flow of a room, I head to the portfolios of my favourite interior designers. But when I want inspiration for mood, tone, the intangible, I immerse myself in the work of photographers. For if the job of the interior designer is to show us what our world can be with a little know-how and expert guidance, the job of the photographer is to spark our imagination as to how the world might be if only we dare to dream. And no one dares us to dream quite as beautifully as Anna Williams.
How better to capture our hopes of warmth and harmony for the approaching holidays than with the fruits and flavours of the season? A haphazard grouping of pears and winter apples informs a welcoming Thanksgiving table, from the mottled golden hues of a centerpiece to the scent of cinnamon in the air. And the reflection of a candle's flame against a wall gives us pause as we contemplate the gothic mysteries of nightfall's shadows.
The pairing of disparate elements serves to enhance our appreciation of both. We can almost feel the pale sunlight through the window as we envision sitting down to a late autumn luncheon, and has a maple clothed in its fall colors ever looked so vibrant as it does when juxtaposed against walls of stoneware blue?
In the sensual lines of the chairs, the translucent quality of the linen tablecloth, the mid-century sideboard so referential of an era that also prized amber glassware, we see a how a single simple object is translated into an entire room. And we may then envision how the vase can become an outfit, a wedding invitation, the menu for a family dinner.
Of course photographers don't usually show us how our lives should look every day; my dining room table is more likely to be piled high with junk mail and dirty dishes than with tulips and softly folded napkins. But the photographer inspires us to ask ourselves how we may create a similar feeling of clean, homespun bounty, and the anticipation of something really special about to happen…
The painter has her oils and acrylics, but the photographer has only light. And it is the power of light to tell us what lies within the frame but also without, to suggest the position of a door to the left, a window to the right, a figure standing just beyond the border of what we see with our eyes…
…and it is in that space beyond the frame where our imagination takes flight. May your weekend be filled with the power of light and the beauty of your dreams!
All images courtesy of Anna Williams.