What the hell...where is this. Yes please.
It's kind of too cool, must be in Erin Wasson's backyard or something.
It's kind of too cool, must be in Erin Wasson's backyard or something.
treehouses
THORNCROWN CHAPEL
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Here is the Thorncrown Chapel in Eureka Springs, Arkansas, designed by architect E. Fay Jones in 1978. I love the indoor/outdoor feel of this place and the intersecting graph patterns the beams inside make. If only this place could be my home, I'd be the happiest person.
NEW DIGS
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I'm moving. House and sewing studio. Here's my awesome new workspace:
Moving is such a bitch. It makes me crazy. See below photo. One time, I was moving from Oakland to Santa Cruz. My roommate and I had reserved a small truck for our move. We went to pick it up and saw only one truck left in the lot - a very, very big one. The employee informed us that our little truck had accidentally been given away, but that we could have the last truck instead. I was the driver, over Hwy 17 - one of the sketchiest, steepest, curviest roads where people crash all the time. Things were flying around in the back and smashing against the walls the whole drive down, since our stuff filled up only a fraction of the tuck. It's the closest I'll ever be to a big-rig driver.
My Mom took this photo. She thought it was so funny that I had to drive it and kept laughing at me, so she got the finger. And got it on film.
Thanks to everyone that's emailed me about making things. I'm sorry if I'm flakey at the moment, when I get my new places in order, I'll be back in sewing action again.
Moving is such a bitch. It makes me crazy. See below photo. One time, I was moving from Oakland to Santa Cruz. My roommate and I had reserved a small truck for our move. We went to pick it up and saw only one truck left in the lot - a very, very big one. The employee informed us that our little truck had accidentally been given away, but that we could have the last truck instead. I was the driver, over Hwy 17 - one of the sketchiest, steepest, curviest roads where people crash all the time. Things were flying around in the back and smashing against the walls the whole drive down, since our stuff filled up only a fraction of the tuck. It's the closest I'll ever be to a big-rig driver.My Mom took this photo. She thought it was so funny that I had to drive it and kept laughing at me, so she got the finger. And got it on film.
Thanks to everyone that's emailed me about making things. I'm sorry if I'm flakey at the moment, when I get my new places in order, I'll be back in sewing action again.
NICE FENCE
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I love this fence in Portland, OR. And they have a tee pee in their yard.
RAD TREEHOUSE STUDIO
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I HEART TREEHOUSES
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I'd like to be an explorer for a job, because I always love to go on any kind of adventure. This is one of the best-kept secret places I like to visit when I'm sick of the daily grind and I want to peace out for a bit. I go full-Ewok and take a break in the trees, holding down the bonfire at night and scaling branches by day.
I sewed something tonight that sucked when it was done, which was quite irritating...so I'm channeling a calming place in hopes of avoiding a temper tantrum.
I sewed something tonight that sucked when it was done, which was quite irritating...so I'm channeling a calming place in hopes of avoiding a temper tantrum.