Last night Child Harbat decided to do a section cut drawing of a vet’s office, with a view into each room where a different animal was being treated. I loved that she had a specific architectural view in mind. Not…
Stop One: a place I’ve known for many years, a place I’ve lived, worked, loved, and finally left. A place of green lawns, piles of chiseled marble, navy blue suits, and papers. A city where the world comes to negotiate. A…
When the heat of the day accumulates in the house, by dinnertime all the stuffiness and noise and grumpy tiredness simmers within until we’re all snapping at each other like alligators. Which is how I found myself in the front…