When we moved into our house almost six years ago, I let my then five-year-old daughter choose the paint color for her room. I knew as soon as we started rolling the color on that I didn’t like it, but honestly, I just wanted to get it done and move on to something else. So, after almost six years of…
Opening up walls in old houses and studying the detail and craftsmanship that went into building homes a century ago is truly fascinating. After tearing out several plaster walls in the Mulberry House, I had boxes and boxes of lath I wanted to repurpose into art. In my opinion, the wood was far too beautiful to be thrown in the…
Last fall, I acquired this “hand-me-down” desk from my sweet sister-in-law. I honestly didn’t care for the style of the desk too much–all I could see when I looked at it were the legs. Because it was free, I took no issue with tearing the desk apart, stealing the legs, and using them to make something I now love. It’s…
