What happens when everything you own is a whiter shade of flea market pale & you move into a little cottage painted the colour of…santa’s workshop…after a few rum & egg nogs??? Apparently, you roll with it and end up loving the way years of quirky treasures & an ecclectic art collection come together on my most surprising pallette. Welcome to Ashland!
Whatever shade of Kermit this looks like on the screen, I promise you, it’s brighter in person.
After many years of owning this piece, my #3 bird painting by friend Kazaan Vivieros is always the first thing I hang. It centers me, my home and makes space for all its art friends. Home sweet home.
