furniture

I’m listening to the wind blow outside and can feel a little breeze blowing in underneath the 80-old-door that leads to my tiny balcony.

This line of cards I’m working in is based on furniture from the 1890′s which is the age of the things I’ve inherited from my mother’s family. When I see a side-by-side like the one in this picture I probably came in by the back door and left my shoes in the mud-room because I’m in a relative’s house.

Right now I’m only looking at pictures though, and at the glue all over my hands.