renovation distraction

even though they ought to be sewing, silkscreening, advertising, web designing, etc. ann and dabney are currently obessessed with their apartment - the space in which they spend entirely too much time now that it's turned rainy and cold, and now that they both "work" at home.

living in an apartment in a 100+ year old rowhouse has its advantages and disadvantages. old houses have a charm that's hard to duplicate - bay windows, marble (although non-working) fireplace, and exposed brick to name a few. but they have also talked about the mood-altering lack of light, the petty crime in the 'hood, and the three-ton elephants that live upstairs. lately, it's become painfully clear that people who lived 100 years ago must have had no use for shelves or closets. there's just no storage. where, oh where, did they keep their whale bone stays? their tins of snuff?

for two modern-day people, who undeniably have too much stuff, it is a clutter-full environment to say the least - even after stemming the glut of useless knick-knacks years ago. still, supplies for their business alone can effortlessly fill a room. ann and dabney's newest strategy to corral the array of possessions? shelving.



everywhere you look, there will be shelving. shelving for books: knitting books, design books, sketch books, and harry potter.



shelves to hold the weight of a decrepit stereo system circa 1991, tivo, and a flashy new flat screen tv.



shelves to display paper flowers from ann and dabney's wedding. shelves to hold the rock that had to be surgically removed from feidler's tummy. shelves to hold the bionic chestnut that had to be surgically removed from feidler's same tummy six months later.

and yes, shelving to safely contain that damn candle warmer that ann refuses to get rid of.