Saturday, February 26, 2011


I have long believed that one man's junk is another man's (or this woman's) treasure.   My house and my studio here on Warren Road are a testament to that idea.

Those who know me or have had to live with me can surely vouch that this is true.  Broken furniture, oddball keys, discarded toys, rusty tools and trinkets somehow find their way into my world.

 Just as I had resigned myself to living with my family and my stash of "treasures" in this charming blue house for always, along came a pretty Saturday, a cheerful car ride, and one man's junk!


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