This is a story about a photographer and her chef-husband moving into her childhood home. This home was built for her parents in 1961. The house was unfinished when the family moved in. There was no carpet on the floors. Some floors had linoleum and the rest were simply painted over the subfloor. There was no deck. There was no landscaping. There was no air-conditioning. It was my parent’s dream home.
This will hopefully be a love story about remodeling the mid-century modern to make it fit our life-style but not change the feel of the home. Keeping it Mid Century, so to speak.
We have discovered that there are many, many contractors out there willing to remodel our home. Not many of them have an understanding of Mid-Century architecture. I wish I could find one with imagination and a knowledge of Mid-Century.
And so it begins…