|german "tramp art" niche|
|folky masonic shelf|
some more of my wooden things. there is just something about how wood ages. it gets more and more beautiful. the nicks, the gouges, the burnishing from use. i can't help it, i have to bring it home.
these pieces can be mostly found in my studio. it's kinda like "hoarders"in there, but more organized. i keep telling my husband that if we ever sell the house, i need to put the whole lot in storage and make my studio into a bedroom when the house is shown. that way people can actually see the room. because right now, it's kinda hard to even imagine a bedroom in that space.
speaking of selling the house, john and i went up to stapleton last weekend. stapleton is a planned community in denver that used to be the airport. they have done a pretty nice job of developing the area into a nice place to live. there are lots of parks and green space, a little town center, and many different styles of housing. what i like the most is that the garages are on alleys instead of on the main streets. it gives the place a nice look. we looked at several model homes, and honestly loved them. it made us want to either move into a brand new home with all of the awesome finishes, or get our house back into shape.
the third option is the one i dream of. buying some old factory, or church, or other commercial building, and re-doing the whole thing to make it a home. hopefully there will be lots of old wooden things left. those things will have the patina i love, worn from use and time. the new finishes would be carefully chosen to enhance the old ones. and there would be space for my studio, this time larger and funkier.
new house? same house? house of my dreams? oh, it's so nice to wonder.