Isabelle Burns
Almost everything in Nick’s place, less a few key pieces, has been purchased secondhand or found through some kind of curbside kismet. “Usually, I just happen upon it, and those pieces in particular, pack a lot of character.” A natural collector, Nick is also prone to bringing back mementos and obscurities from travels, that imbue his home with a sense of where he’s been.
At night, the lighting is low and demands a Negroni, with something like ‘Che Vuole Questa Musica Stasera’ by Peppino Gagliardi playing.”
Nick names his houseplants and likens their qualities to behaviors, noting of “Bianca,” who lives in the kitchen, “She’s pretty sleepy in the fall and winter but really shines in the spring and summer, similar to my apartment.”
“I kind of approach lighting as a punctuation mark to the end of a sequence of furniture arrangements, forcing your eye to make a read of the room rather than fixating on one piece,” he explains. “My fiddle-leaf fig, Bianca, lives in the kitchen,” Nick shared, adding, “She’s grown a good two or three feet since I got her!” The rug is from Blackbarn.
