This morning, I lay in bed and listened to the raindrops falling on the roof. It started as a soft symphony. A gentle pattering, barely perceptible. And just when I thought the rain was about to stop, a drumming of raindrops pummelled the roof, sounding like a thousand horses’ hooves. And it made me wonder…is…
What a difference a month makes. Just weeks ago, I was swept into the world of a restauranteur whose vision, energy and commitment drew me like a magnet into his world. I’d worked with this client before on a previous restaurant re-design, but this was a whole new world. A dilapidated bar was to be…
I collect antiques. I love things old and vintage, especially since they often express themselves in a wabi sabi way…perfection in imperfection. I love the dents and nicks, marks and wear that vintage items possess. I imagine what each piece might have experienced, endured and triumphed through. I never lose pleasure in taking a closer…
