Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Once In A Lifetime

And you may tell yourself This is not my beautiful house! 
And you may ask yourself - well, how did I get here?
- Once In A LifeTime by Talking Heads, from the album Remain In Light, 1980

How did I get here? I ask myself that a lot lately. It's been almost three years since moving into an antebellum farmhouse that I though just needed a little paint and some updated flooring. I was wrong.  My dream was move a bit out of the city, but still close enough to commute. Plant a garden, read by a fire, the country air and all of its joys. Now living among an elcectic melange of crash pad, design lab, recording studio, hardware and tool supply and indoor lumberyard. I've decided to chronicle the trials, tribulations and occasional triumphs in an effort to make some sense of it all, and hopefully unwind from the seemingly endless cycle of design/plan/source/demolish/build/repeat. A sort of online cocktail... two parts personal journal, one part DIY reality tv, a dash of "don't let this happen to you" advice, a whisper of design inspiration, shake well and serve. Over ice (it's hot down here).  Relax and enjoy.


  1. Welcome to blogging, James - and thanks for the link. I love your house! (And the Talking Heads!)


  2. James,
    I found you and your "rescues" today. I am not sure I ever remember looking at the faces of those Following my blog, BellaRustica, so today I thought to "meet" a few. Tell me, where are you exactly in the deep South? My "Labbies" and I moved from Southern California to Coastal Georgia three years ago and I have finished re-modeling one home and am starting on another. I have added a Border Collie rescue to the mix, placed another, and lost two others. Glad to have found you.

    Kim Kelly
    Scout, Kenyon & Beau