Friday, January 2, 2009

Patterns in my Parent's House

We went home for Christmas, and I took a bunch of pics of my parent's house. My stepmother and father live in a four bedroom Victorian house in Louisville, KY. Louisville has the largest collection of Victorian homes in the US. You can see pictures of the neighborhood and read about some of the history at stepmother bought her house in 1975, for the ridiculous sum of $13,900, when the neighborhood was dilapidated after years of white flight and neglect, and promptly rehabbed it, with some help from the city, which was sponsoring some restoration in the neighborhood. Her ex-husband picked out the paint, wallpaper and flooring, and while some of it has a deliciously 70s vibe to it, I still think it stands the test of time. Unfortunately the house is in desperate need of another rehab, but the age of the house makes repairs costly, and while my parents chip away at the mountain of upkeep and repairs, it always seems to be crumbling just a bit faster. The first picture is under the back stairs (there are 2 stairwells) and is paper left over from before the renovation. It was common to use scraps of wallpaper in closets and side entrances in the Victorian era, and I like to think that this wallpaper is left over from the original house, though it could be from as late as the 30s. Anyway, here are some of the other patterns in the house:
Living Room Wallpaper

Dining Room Wallpaper

Kitchen Wallpaper (I love this one, and it is paired with a great mustard yellow paint!)

Laundry Room Vinyl Floor (and yes there is a separate laundry room, bigger than some bedrooms I have had in New York!)

Bathroom Vinyl Floor

Master Bedroom Wallpaper (definitely very 70s!)

Second Bedroom Wallpaper

Third Bedroom Wallpaper (this was my room growing up)

1 comment:

Seligor said...

when I was a little girl in Liverpool, my three sisters and my mum and dad lived in my grandmothers house. which was also the home of my aunt and uncle and their little boy and of course my grandma and her younger daughter, my mum's sister. And although we all lived under this one rather large roof we very rarely saw each other, it was so big. Yet for all that we still had to use the bathroom in the cellar in an old tin bath, with the metre dials going tic-toc, tic-toc just like in the Wizard of Oz two. We had the run of the ground floor back rooms, Grand-mama and auntie Irene having the big front rooms. but our bedrooms where up four flights of stairs. I believe my Mum and dad where unable to marry and this was my mum's punishment. Makes me laugh now to think back on it after all these years (I'm almost 66) but they were a happy few years and it didn't seem to do us an harm. In fact it stood us in good stead for still young we moved to Wales, a tiny place called Bontnewydd, 7 houses and a public house, so things didn't change much. and the loo was outside in a wee shed behind the holly bush. Brrrr very cold in winter. But we were the posh ones then for we had a double seat, so we could go with our sisters. Very long this short tale but I hope amusing xxx Seligor, of