Quentin Jones, a British-born, Brooklyn-based artist and mother to three young boys, is refreshlingly real and preternaturally glorious—whether in sneakers at the school gates or a sultry slip dress at one of her legendary dinner parties. Think: martinis aplenty and whimsical, hand-drawn placement cards.
Her latest venture, House of Quentin Jones, brings her unique touch to the home. The debut collection of ceramics and tapestries (editors note: they make for incredible bed canopies) embodies the expressive linework of her signature aesthetic: deeply organic yet boldly graphic, and imbued with a dream-like, surrealist quality.
To celebrate Mother’s Day, we asked Quentin to share a glimpse into her life. “Who has enough time to do it all? No one does,” she says. “But what I’ve found is that the constraint actually makes you better in certain ways.”
Her latest venture, House of Quentin Jones, brings her unique touch to the home. The debut collection of ceramics and tapestries (editors note: they make for incredible bed canopies) embodies the expressive linework of her signature aesthetic: deeply organic yet boldly graphic, and imbued with a dream-like, surrealist quality.
To celebrate Mother’s Day, we asked Quentin to share a glimpse into her life. “Who has enough time to do it all? No one does,” she says. “But what I’ve found is that the constraint actually makes you better in certain ways.”
