When I moved into my apartment, I thought the bedroom looked like a girl's sophomore-year college dorm room. There was some sort of attempt at "style," but it involved handpainted flowers on the closet door and glow-in-the-dark star stickers plastered to the ceiling.
(Sophomore-year college girls of the world, hear my plea: do not stick approximately 500 glow-in-the-dark star stickers on the ceiling of a room you do not own, because at some point someone (probably not you) will have to peel them off, fingers sore, neck aching, balancing precariously on a kitchen chair and cursing your name.)
In addition, the overhead light -- while thankfully halogen -- shined right in my eyes when I tried to read before bed, the metro shelving unit always looked cluttered and the tatami was anciently old.
(See the After pictures in the extended entry.)
I decided I wanted the room I slept in to be as uncluttered as possible, with a couple pretty things to cheer me up. I painted, sewed some neutral-colored curtains, hung up calligraphy and pictures, added some plants, bought a small bedside lamp and an antique go board to use as a bedside table and banished the shelving unit to another room. There was nothing I could really do about the tatami except cover it up with a rug, but I decided to leave it exposed and just think of it as wabi sabi.
One thing I really love about Japanese apartments is the way you can easily remove the sliding doors between rooms, opening up two separate spaces into one big space, which is what I did with my living room and bedroom. I'm kind of addicted to the way it makes both rooms seem so much more spacious and am now contemplating removing the door between the kitchen and the living room.

New view from the living room.
I sleep on a futon, which I store away in my giant bedding closet during the day. It's all the convenience of a Murphy bed without the potential for disastrous slapstick humor. Plus, there's nothing better than a freshly-aired futon, still warm from the sun....
I also wanted to point out the picture of this bunny sleeping on a pile of pancakes, which hangs above my sleeping area, and may be the cutest thing I have ever seen in my life. I like to think it helps me sleep peacefully.
Up next: the kitchen and entryway, or How the Right Rug Can Help You Forget About Your Rotting Linoleum.




Comments (4)
Thanks for giving a name to all of the aged beauty in India. Wabi sabi in Japan = frayed tatami mats. Wabi sabi in India = ancient monument smelling of urine and housing families of squatters. Wabi sabi in the U.S. = donated to Goodwill to make room for newer and better.
Posted by Joanna | July 25, 2006 3:02 AM
Looks great! I love that rabbit snoozing on the pile of pancakes. It's so, you know, Japanese.
Posted by Mariko | July 25, 2006 4:37 AM
Welcome to Japan!
Hope you'll have a great days here!
Posted by kumi | July 26, 2006 11:41 AM
i've been semi-obsessed with the concept of wabi-sabi for some time now... it's pretty descriptive of my life, so maybe that makes sense. i WANT a bunny-on-pancakes! are they plentiful? can i put in an order for one?
Posted by sarah | July 26, 2006 12:22 PM