The Only Constant is Change

As I gaze through the plastic hanging across my house, dividing old and new I feel affirmation..I am addicted to change in my environment. Specifically, in my home. There is ALWAYS a project simmering. Swatches of fabric scattered around, paint chips taped to the walls, artwork waiting to be picked up from the framer, and so on. You get the idea. Honestly, I lost track of how many renovations we have lived through in this house. (sorry Ed, sorry family) It seems I have a strong creative drive and my projects here are my outlet. Mom teases me that the only space I haven't touched is the tiny room containing my furnace and hot water heater. (pondered wallpaper for a second or two) Stay tuned..some details to follow soon!

Tricia