How Jihae of ‘Succession’ Found Her Flow State
Travel as a tool for cultivating compassion, the power of conscious breathing, and...
In the dining room of the house I grew up in, the centerpiece—normally an object placed, naturally, at the center of the table—was, in our case, hanging on the wall: a 19th-century copy of a painting by the famed Dutch still-life artist Cornelis de Heem depicting a bountiful, generous, lush, mouthwatering heap of past-ripe fruit. I have always loved the fruit bowl in all of its glorious iterations throughout the centuries. As our taste in architecture drives us closer and closer to spare, reductive interiors with hard, polished surfaces and enormous panes of glass, the fruit bowl, like the pineapple carved into the wooden banisters of early-American homes, remains an icon that, in spite of icy contemporary surroundings, welcomes one into a refuge of juicy comfort. Herewith, just a few of my favorite examples.