How Art Led Me to Design

A Quiet Truth About Me

I have always been an artist before anything else.

Before I cared about furniture, styling, or the way a space photographs, I was creating. I played the piano competitively. I sang. I did music theater. I learned early on that art was how I understood the world. It was how I processed emotion, memory, and identity.

Creativity has never been something I picked up casually. It is something I need. When I am creating, I feel grounded and present. When I am not, I feel disconnected, even when everything around me looks fine on the outside.

Over time, I realized that this need for expression did not stay confined to traditional art forms. It followed me into the way I live, the way I notice light, the way I care about balance and rhythm, and the way I move through my home.

Design is just another way I speak the language of art.

That truth sits at the center of everything I create, including the spaces I call home.

Art Led Me Here

Art taught me how to see long before I ever thought about design.

Music trained my ear for rhythm and balance. Painting taught me how color carries emotion, how layers matter, and how space can be just as powerful as what fills it. Through creating, I learned that feeling always comes before form.

Without realizing it, those instincts began to show up in my surroundings. I started paying attention to how a room felt before I noticed how it looked. I noticed how light moved through a space, how textures interacted, and how the placement of objects could create calm, warmth, or tension.

Design became another form of composition for me. A way to translate emotion into something physical. A way to create spaces that feel intentional, personal, and lived in rather than styled for the sake of appearance.

I did not fall in love with design because I wanted my home to be impressive. I fell in love with it because it gave me another medium. Another place where art could exist quietly and consistently in my everyday life.

Why My Home Has Always Been Sacred

My home has always been an extension of my inner world.

I have never seen my home as just a place to land at the end of the day. It has always been where I return to myself. Where my nervous system softens.

Where my creativity can exist without explanation or performance.

Just like art, my space needs to hold emotion. It needs to feel intentional, layered, and alive. I am drawn to objects with history, to pieces that feel collected over time rather than rushed into place. I care deeply about how a room feels when you walk into it, not just how it looks from one angle.

Curating my home is intuitive for me. I approach it the same way I would a canvas or a piece of music. I think about balance and rhythm. About contrast and rest. About where the eye should linger and where it should breathe.

My home is not meant to impress, but it is meant to support. To inspire. To reflect who I am in this season and who I am becoming. It is a living space that shifts as I do, growing and evolving alongside my inner self.

This is why design feels personal to me. It is not about rules or trends. It is about creating a space that feels honest. A space that allows you to exhale. A space that quietly reminds you who you are.

This is also the approach I take when designing for others. It is always personal. I want people to feel themselves in their space. I want their homes to reflect their heart, their memories, and their lived experiences, not a version of what a home is supposed to look like.

My home, and the spaces I help shape, are meant to feel like recognition. Like coming back to yourself.

Creating a Life That Feels Like Art

Creating a life that feels like art has very little to do with aesthetics. It has everything to do with intention.

For me, living artfully means paying attention. It means noticing how spaces make you feel and honoring that response instead of overriding it. It means choosing things intentionally, allowing rooms to evolve, and giving yourself permission to let your home reflect who you are right now, not who you think you should be.

This approach is not about having a perfect space or a large budget. It is about creating moments of beauty and ease within your everyday life. A chair placed where the light hits just right. A corner that invites you to sit longer. A room that feels calm the moment you walk into it.

When your home is curated with care, it begins to support you in quiet ways. It becomes a place that restores you instead of demanding something from you. It becomes a space that encourages presence, creativity, and rest.

I believe everyone deserves a home that feels like this. A home that holds them. A home that feels intentional, personal, and alive. Living artfully is not reserved for artists or designers. It is available to anyone willing to listen to what they need and translate that into the spaces they inhabit.

An Invitation, Not a Conclusion

This space is not about having all the answers. It is about paying attention to what calls to you and allowing that to guide how you live and create.

I am still learning. Still creating. Still allowing art to lead me in new and unexpected ways. Sipping in Style exists as a place to explore that process. A place where home, creativity, and intentional living intersect.

If you have ever felt emotionally connected to your space, or longed for your home to feel more reflective of who you are, you are in the right place. This is an invitation to slow down, to notice, and to curate a life that feels aligned with you.

Your home does not need to impress anyone. It simply needs to hold you.