This old house: I bought and sold several houses over the course of 15 years—I’m over it. I don’t think I ever want a house with a yard again!
Give me shelter: I like the refurbished warehouse look—when I came and saw the ceilings and the views and the light here, I was sold.
Family roots: When I told my folks I looked at Tindeco Wharf, my dad said, ‘Your great, great grandfather, Andrew Andersen, used to work here as an engraver at the Tin Company.’ It’s nostalgic for me to live here.
Picture perfect: The frames offer something architectural that break up the space and add a little bit of interest. I wanted the pictures that I showcased to be ones that really meant something to me.
Painting the town: There’s a woman at the gift shop at The BMA who painted the nude; the small oil painting is from Avignon, France.
Please be seated: I have a chair fetish. A chair is a chair, but it can always be reinvented and made to look funky and cool.
Lost and found: I’m a found object type of person. I love things with watermarks.
Climbing wall: When people see the ladder, they ask, ‘Where are you going?’ And I always say, ‘There’s nowhere to go but up.’
Career changer: I went to school to be an oceanographer, to be Jacques Cousteau and swim with the dolphins. Then I took my first biology class in college, and I couldn’t stand the smell of formaldehyde; eventually I decided fabric and color and design are what spoke to me.
