Wanted to share a few snaps
of a fabulous farmhouse
where some of my art lives
because not only is it
but soon they will be changing
the interior’s color palette.
The wraparound porch is sooooo charming!
They started with a small historic house
on a huge lot, then preserved its character
while vastly expanding its liveability.
The lady of the house and I have been friends our entire lives.
As tweens we camped out on a bench from dawn to dusk to save our seats
for Andy Gibb…the BEST CONCERT EVER!
The millwork is divine
throughout the farmhouse.
Funny I spy no “Shadow Dancing”
sheet music on the piano…
A talented photographer, my friend
took this brilliant shot of her brood.
Here are some wordy panels
they commissioned from me.
I still take local orders (Chicagoland) for custom panels,
and it’s thrilling to see them installed in homes
varying in style.
James Taylor lyrics,
a verse from the Book of John,
and a hymn just outside a butler’s pantry.
I really hate to keep harping,
but I smell conspiracy.
Not one Gibb represented.
Tempted though I was to shoo folks
out of the way for a better perspective
of the todiefor kitchen,
I took a break
creme brulee french toast,
and a yogurt parfait.
An original part of the farmhouse
which will become a library.
A peek at a new lounge-y section.
If my friends read this, perhaps
they will consider the possibility
of framing this for above the fireplace:
Aren’t farmhouses with their simplicity
and informal elegance lovely?
Look at my beachy girlfriend
barefootin’ it all gorgeouslike!
Peace to you right where you are.