I would like to introduce you to the lady of the studio. No, it's not me... it's her. She is my greeter and pseudo companion standing steadfast in the corner. I see her so much I may not notice her as much as I used to. I guess that is inevitable with anything that you come into contact with on a regular basis but I know she is special. Once belonging to my Grandmother this represents a large portion of the decor that I remember from her house. The distilled image of that atmosphere if you will. Remaining ever calm and serene at every turn and design shift.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
LADY OF THE STUDIO
I would like to introduce you to the lady of the studio. No, it's not me... it's her. She is my greeter and pseudo companion standing steadfast in the corner. I see her so much I may not notice her as much as I used to. I guess that is inevitable with anything that you come into contact with on a regular basis but I know she is special. Once belonging to my Grandmother this represents a large portion of the decor that I remember from her house. The distilled image of that atmosphere if you will. Remaining ever calm and serene at every turn and design shift.
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