The 1970’s may have been fabulous for fashion but the decade was disastrous for some homes. Neil Kelly Design Consultant, Kathleen Donohue, recently tackled a funky 70’s kitchen renovation, and took some rather creative routes to retain some of the era’s charm–and capitalize on a killer view.
Funky 70’s Kitchen Renovation: “Bring in ‘da funky view”
Of course, it’s hard to go wrong with any design when you have a 180 degree view, but even so the original home was dark in some spots. And, it had a room common for the 1970’s but rarely seen now: It had a den. “Dens were something that were common back in the day,” says Kathleen. “People either don’t know how to use a den now or they just don’t need that much room for a little laptop.”
So when Kathleen removed the dark den from this Awbrey Butte home, not only did it add a lot more open space in the kitchen renovation, it eliminated some of the darkness.
Funky 70’s Kitchen Renovation: “Behind The Scenes”
I never know what the “angle” is going to be on these posts. Sometimes a story doesn’t “speak” to me until I’m in post production, and by then it’s not often possible to run out and get the video that I need. That was the case with this house. When I arrived on location of this kitchen renovation I–like I imagine everyone else–was overwhelmed by the incredible view from this place. So I didn’t get pictures of the uber-funky wrought-iron dining room table or the classic 1970’s light fixtures. You get a glimpse of them, but I wish I’d taken more shots of the largest bamboo furniture I have ever seen. Again, maybe it’s not a crucial aspect of the kitchen renovation, but it is an example of the client’s superior ability to recreate that quintessential 70’s flair.
A lot of you have kitchens that were built in the 1970’s, and to be true to your needs I realized that this post needed to reflect that wacky and wonderful decade of design; I needed to show you it is possible to update a 60 year old kitchen without losing the character of the entire home.
I guess our Designers are starting to grow on me. And in the words of Groucho Marx, “I guess I’m going to have to get my suits altered.”