I’ve always been really good at compartmentalizing. Spaces, feelings, time. But about two months ago, I realized a growing resistance to compartmentalizing my home wasn’t necessarily a sign of weakness.
After Kastor & Pollux’s Big Transition back in 2015 (ICYMI, Bianca stepped down from her position as K&P co-owner), I rented a live/work space. Team meetings and brainstorm sessions were held in my hybridized living room/dining room/bedroom/studio space. After a while, the need for a change of scenery became apparent and our team soon retreated to coffee shops, setting up camp amongst a sea of freelancers. Though the constant stream of caffeine was nice, there’s no denying the importance of a comfortable work environment and its correlation to one’s creative output.
For the longest time I thought it was OK to combine spaces – live and work – but as the K&P team grew, I realized we could never know our full potential until we were under one roof. We had outgrown my home and we needed a space that gave us the freedom to come and go as we please, without the limitations from the hours set by a coffee shop (or my sleep schedule).
In August, I signed the lease for our new studio. Shortly after, the space was filled with tropical plants, camera gear, and a dusty rose-coloured couch that we rescued from Kjiji (which almost killed us as we lugged it up six flights of stairs). In the far corner lives a collection of brightly hued backdrops leaned familiarly against the wall, printed pillows, and past K&P collateral hung up on the walls. Just like home. But actually nothing like home. Because for once, home was somewhere else.