I have a crush on Christoph Theurer. These pseudo stalkery urges I get to constantly refresh the websites of certain photographers of interiors -- hoping (hoping!) that new images have been added -- have kind of become a problem. First it was Richard Powers, then I moved on to Karl Anderson, and now I find myself making up excuses to post little bits of CT's work here and there. Well, I can't hold back anymore. I want to make sweet sweet love to these offbeat houses.
It all started with this image that I came across on Roseland Greene's blog. Now, you may not be into the purple and orange, but you can't deny the Kapow Zing! factor.
What are the chances that my next home will have an entry like this? Actually, let's not calculate percentages here, because I need to maintain the delusion of possibility.
Do you see that couch/banquette thingie? It is trimmed in gold. GOLD, I say.
It really wouldn't be a fantasy home without lots of books, and I bet that stainless cabinet is hiding the TV. Clever.
Windows make me hungry.
I have absolutely no idea what's going on in here, but I like it.
That goes for this room, too.
I love the colors and textures here, and I want to wear those shoes on a fancy dinner date with The Hunny.
I'm sure the view from inside is just hideous.
See? I told you so.
I just like this picture.
More disgusting windows.
This is one zany office.
Ok, I've been waiting to show you this one... I love this idea! Perfect for keeping all our fine crystal plastic out of tiny hands.
This bed does everything but make itself. I wish my bed would serve me breakfast.
There you have it, a grand tour of some swanky modern homes that I will never be able to afford. What I really want to know is, how do interiors photographers get these awesome jobs? Because I'm pretty sure if I were shooting these homes, a week long stay would be stipulated in the contract. You know, just to make sure I got all the right angles.