On the soft underbelly fur of mother rabbit

On the soft underbelly fur of mother rabbit

Designers are a strange lot and more often than not really get lost down the rabbit hole of all things shapely. We like it there. Rhythm and balance, structure and texture, color and volume, these are the ways and windows of our minds. The opportunity to create...
Let me introduce you to my bliving room

Let me introduce you to my bliving room

Let me introduce you to my bliving room Let me introduce you to my bliving room. That’s right. You heard it here first folks. After my walk in closet with a window was stolen from underneath me because my partner chooses to stand up to have a shower (have you EVAH...
Hundred years of alterations means one hundred years of layering

Hundred years of alterations means one hundred years of layering

Hundred years of alterations means one hundred years of layering Wouldn’t you know that one hundred years of alterations means one hundred years of layering. It takes guts to filet a heritage house. To find the delicate bones beneath the aggregated flesh. Yet this is...
To me my bathroom has become a sanctuary.

To me my bathroom has become a sanctuary.

To me my bathroom has become a sanctuary. Bathrooms are the unsung heroes of our homes and no matter the level of our own vanity we are in them several times a day for various lengths of time. To me my bathroom has become a sanctuary. It is the room where I regain...