Opening: Home, for me, has always resembled the quilt of my childhood, beneath which I tucked away my favorite toys, secret hoards of snacks, and half-finished homework. Only now, that quilt has grown larger, spreading wide enough to contain the life I now inhabit.
Every individual possesses the right to choose the aesthetic of a different age, rather than being swept along blindly by the fashions of the present.
Throughout one’s life, the meaning of home passes through many stages. At this moment, mine is a place where work and life entwine. Within it are two workrooms: one devoted to tasks steeped in data and precision, the other placed beside the bathroom, for the shower is where my ideas most often spark into being, surrounded by the living company of plants and the warmth of wood I so cherish.
