Inside an artist’s colourful Hong Kong home, where items are curated, not cluttered
- A creative family of three have made their distinctive marks on their Tin Hau home
- The collector’s gene has seen mother and daughter fill the flat with art works and found objects
The home of artist Didi Abe, her architect husband, Richard Cunliffe, and their eight-year-old daughter, Calder, is a treasure trove.
In Abe’s family since it was built, in 1974, this 1,200 sq ft flat in Tin Hau is filled with beautiful pieces: exquisite antiques, yard sale bargains and natural found objects all happily coexist, often in the same display.
A cardboard crocodile made by Calder perches on a drawing by American artist Robert Rauschenberg. A pair of “golden bricks”, made for the floors of Beijing’s Forbidden City, prop up family photographs. Artworks by Abe, Calder and the couple’s friends line the walls, and a Ming vase, painstakingly reconstructed from shattered remains, takes pride of place on the coffee table (actually a repurposed antique Chinese daybed).
There are books everywhere, arranged on shelves, in tidy piles on tables and chairs, used as pedestals for art and as a telephone stand, their spines adding pops of colour throughout the two-bedroom, two-bathroom flat. “We’re hoping in our older age we’ll have time to read every one of them,” Abe jokes.
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While the flat is crammed with objects, the effect is curated rather than cluttered. Items are arranged with an artist’s eye for colour, form and relationship. Many pieces have interesting histories – Oscar Wilde’s travelling case, blotter and pen stand; photographic art by friend Ti Foster; a blow-up of a photograph taken by Cunliffe while waiting to be rescued from an Alpine avalanche – but this is no museum. It is cheerful, warm and welcoming. This is the home of collectors, raising another little collector.
“I inherited the collecting gene from my dad and now my daughter has picked up my love of collecting,” Abe says. “We go for walks and pick up interesting things, like feathers and bird’s nests. I used to do the same on the beaches when I lived on Sanibel Island, in Florida.”
“I used to collect ‘nice things’, but now I prefer things that are not precious. I like yard sales and markets. For me, it’s about form and the relationship between forms,” she says. “I like multifunctional things. I love kids’ chairs – I repurpose them as bookshelves.”
Although Abe’s parents bought the property in 1974, it was never the family home: her father stayed here while on business in Hong Kong, but she and her Japanese mother, Michiko, were based in Tokyo. “We visited but I never really lived here as a child,” she says. Her mother made her own mark on the flat, however, employing a carpenter from Kyoto to convert one of the three bedrooms into a Japanese tea room.
“It was really dark,” Abe says. “So when we moved in [in 2009], we ripped it out and opened up the living room.”
Bright and large, this open-plan living and dining room is a multifunctional space, defined by a structural pillar in the centre. For several years, before she took a space in Chai Wan, it was also Abe’s art studio (“I always paint on the floor – that’s why the lighting is how it is,” she says). Now it is also something of a music room, housing an electronic drum kit, keyboard and ukulele.
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The pillar is a mini gallery for works by the likes of Minako Iwamura, Abe’s contemporary at the Rhode Island School of Design, in the United States, and Rauschenberg, the late painter and graphic artist who became her teacher and mentor when they both lived in Florida.
During the 2009 renovation, the couple also moved the door to the guest bathroom, turning it into an en suite for their daughter. “It’s a bit inconvenient for guests but my mother always hated that you could see the toilet from the front door when the bathroom door was open. It felt important to move it,” Abe says.
A sense of family history remains. Her daughter’s room used to be Abe’s room as a child and a large black-and-white photograph of baby Didi and her mother hangs above the bed. On the opposite wall, however, are framed paintings by the newest member of the family.
“She’s going to be better than me,” Abe says, proudly, of her daughter’s pictures. “At this age, there are no limits.”
The coffee table is an antique huanghuali wood Chinese daybed bought years ago, as was the reconstructed Ming vase displayed on top. The side tables are a pair of “golden bricks”, made for the floor of an imperial hall in Beijing’s Forbidden City, on modern huanghuali stands. Underneath the one on the right is a cube-shaped leather travelling case – complete with steamer stickers – that belonged to Oscar Wilde and was bought at a Christie’s auction.
The sancai Lokapala tomb guardian, on the windowsill, was from Tai Sing Fine Arts. The candleholder, one of a pair, was made in Macau in the 70s. “They were made by the same craftspeople who made our metal security door, which I didn’t have the heart to replace when we renovated,” Abe says.
The large mixed-media artwork was by Abe; the découpage Indian goddess was by Rosie Cornwallis, from Udaipur; and the Tropical acrylic painting was by Calder. Abe has owned the Japanese ukiyo-e print for years.
Kitchen Mosaic tiles in a vintage Hong Kong pattern line the floor and walls of the galley kitchen, which was renovated in 2009 by Creative Decoration and Furniture (Micah Ho, tel: 9431 3068). The fish-shaped vintage Vallauris majolica dinner set was from Casa Capriz and the green majolica salad plates were from a flea market in Marseillan, France. The still life is by Gary Feinberg.
The faux bamboo bedside tables are plant stands from an estate sale in Miami Beach, and the table lamps (from Hollywood Road antique store Windsor House, now closed) were a gift. The artwork above the bed is Chances, Are and on the floor is Hairpin, both mixed-media pieces by Abe. The vintage Italian mirrors were from Casa Capriz.
Daughter’s bedroom A black-and-white photograph of baby Didi and her mother, Michiko, hangs in Calder’s room, surrounded by framed pages from Alexander Calder’s 1931 book, Fables of Aesop. The toleware chandelier was bought years ago in New York.
Tried + tested
Finders keepers A vintage enamel table in the dining area houses a collection of shells and other objects – crucifix catfish skulls, part of a turtle’s breastplate, crab shells, even a rusty piece of wire that reminded Didi Abe of an angel’s wing – that she picked up on the beaches near her old home on Sanibel Island, Florida.
“It’s famous for its shells – they call it the shelling capital of the world,” she says. “I used to drop them on this table inside my front door.”
The table was picked up at a Florida yard sale for US$5, and the Perspex top was added in Hong Kong to keep curious little fingers away from the potentially sharp-edged shells. Abe and her daughter, Calder, continue the tradition, adding nests, feathers and other interesting objects found on their regular walks.
The gold foil and acrylic artwork on wood is by Minako Iwamura.