tiffany

For the past month and a half, I have been working on a little something that I called “Faith + Freedom”. I knew that the annual PhilaNOMA Art show was coming up and that was enough to put the fire under my butt to build something – and get my head away from thinking and stressing about thing I can not control.

Everything seemed to fall into place… I received power tools for my birthday. I carved out a little corner in the basement to become my “wood shop”, I had full access to the Soup Factory AND Cacao was on vacation in New Jersey.

The idea was to make a “picture frame” for flowers to be mounted on a wall – but like everything else, It became much more. It became my creative outlet… (Hey – what better way to relive the stress from work – than to go home and use some power tools??)

Bending those wooden dowels was a stupid idea manifested. It was tedious and i broke a lot of them – even though I had them soaking in a tub of water in my basement. BUT I assure you that during that entire process I was NOT thinking about getting shop drawings back in time, dis-respectful clients that have no idea what i do for a living, construction time schedules that were shot and people blame you because you are the architect, stressing about toilet room clearances and that extra grab bar, and my favorite – the pissing contests that develop at the end of a job when all of the change orders get tallied up and the boxing gloves go on…

AND – it’s new home in my dining room…