Once again, I was fishing for an idea for another one of my projects. Now, a college student studying Interior Design, ideas are required left, right and center. In some cases, they’re based off of an existing one, only developed further and other times, it’s a totally brand new one – a light bulb moment – no, really…literally.
I was messing around with my camera and a magnifying glass, trying to refract light and maybe catch the reflection too, that was given off by my desk lamp.
The task was to design a reception for a company whose name was based on Onomatopoeia [\on-uh-mat-uh-pee-uh/. The formation or use of words such as buzz or murmur that imitate the sounds associated with the objects or actions they refer to.] The word I chose to work with was ‘Click’. And pretty much every idea that followed leafed out from here:
The Light Bulb moment…
Everything. From the objects, to the materials down to the colour scheme.
Although, wait. There is a little modification. The magnifying glass in the initial idea was replaced by lens filters which have been used to subdue the lighting on the ceiling panels.
Check it out! Leave me a comment on what you think about it 🙂
I used to be one of the grumpy ones too, until I found my inspiration from a little child and his self-made toy with which he played on the sidewalks of Moi Avenue. As you might have read, I’ve been born and brought up in Kenya and moved to Vancouver a little less than two years ago.
I was just about to cross the road, with two large grocery bags in my hand when the little boy caught my eye. He was joyfully pulling behind him a little car made out of Kellogg’s Cornflakes cereal box with wheels made out of circles cut out from rubber flip-flops, a flattened plastic bottle for the windshield with two little match sticks attached as wipers. I hurriedly crossed the road, hopped into the backseat of my car and quickly turned to see the little boy’s creation once again, before my mom would drive away. I got home and began sorting the groceries and just as I pulled out my Kellogg’s Cornflakes cereal box, I smiled to myself and wondered if it was remotely possible that this box would end up in the little boy’s hands from which he would be able to make a second car for himself.
I was only going to recycle, but this little kid creatively recycled.