Growing up in central Alberta, as the daughter of a carpenter renowned for his finishing work, I am drawn to the scent of freshly shorn pine, the olfactory sharpness of arborite glue and the soft tap tap tap of a rubber tipped hammer against finishing nails.
Which leads to my fascination with the interiors of the luxury boutiques I find myself spending so much time in as an adult, and their almost complete lack of smell. I often wonder – are these interiors manufactured in some foreign city and shipped to ensure the maintenance of the image of the brand? Packed tightly into the back of semi-trucks rolling down the highway? Pounded by storms, wind, and heat?
This week I noticed an odd interaction on my Twitter account and found that someone named Darrell Morrison had been re-tweeting my Versace posts. A quick investigation informed me that his company Decorative Painting & Plastering Inc had done the interiors for newest Versace and had documented the whole process using modern technology to capture old world artisan ways.
Enjoy as the mystique unfolds and Vancouver’s Versace becomes a place of age old tradition.
On opening night all the precision work blends into the background as the evening belongs to the Versace legacy and the party-goers.
Helen Siwak, On the Scene