![I spent a few hours on Sunday evening catching up with old friends at Kingswood in the West Village before heading to our usual stomping grounds. Although it was not my first visit, the details of the restaurant’s interior (designed by Jay Bearden) never cease to captivate me…
Appropriating Sigmund Freud’s concept of Eros—life energy and the source of human desire—an embodiment of flora flourishes. Dynamic tensions of budding bosoms and flowering wallpaper kick Kingswood by the gentle intrusiveness of a libidinal energy. Vegetal arabesque motifs crawl along the walls as part of an ornamental verticality.
Arriving at the focal point of the main dining area, bramble curls out of the dark-framed window panes. Altogether, the controlled linearity of the architecture creates a backdrop for other symbols of Sex: clustered (mating?) butterflies and peacock feathers, whose sole function represents the essence of the libidinal drive.
“The uncontrolled Eros is just as fatal as his deadly counterpart, the death instinct [Thanatos]” wrote Freud. If the upstairs is bubbling with budding spray, then the subterranean level has a darker allure. (via)](http://29.media.tumblr.com/eEpoSv5pDixg4p1aYessi9who1_r1_500.jpg)
I spent a few hours on Sunday evening catching up with old friends at Kingswood in the West Village before heading to our usual stomping grounds. Although it was not my first visit, the details of the restaurant’s interior (designed by Jay Bearden) never cease to captivate me…
Appropriating Sigmund Freud’s concept of Eros—life energy and the source of human desire—an embodiment of flora flourishes. Dynamic tensions of budding bosoms and flowering wallpaper kick Kingswood by the gentle intrusiveness of a libidinal energy. Vegetal arabesque motifs crawl along the walls as part of an ornamental verticality.
Arriving at the focal point of the main dining area, bramble curls out of the dark-framed window panes. Altogether, the controlled linearity of the architecture creates a backdrop for other symbols of Sex: clustered (mating?) butterflies and peacock feathers, whose sole function represents the essence of the libidinal drive.
“The uncontrolled Eros is just as fatal as his deadly counterpart, the death instinct [Thanatos]” wrote Freud. If the upstairs is bubbling with budding spray, then the subterranean level has a darker allure. (via)
