If you were to look to the left you would see the photographs Jason Christensen was sweet enough to send our way.
To walk down the hall and into the kitchen to see my Robert Doisneau hanging dutifully over our stove.
To wake up every morning and see the streets of New York over our heads. Or to walk past the burst of red from the two panels Bob and I painted together.
To get ready in the mornings, step out of my shower and see my silly colorful Ikea ducks.
I will have to find new places to hang my beloved art. It's a smaller place, so I hope I can find a spot for everything. Maybe I'm being silly, but I don't want to take it all down! So I took pictures so I could remember it all. Thought I would share my walls with you. (p.s. I would love to see what's hanging in your house, play along if you'd like.)