People have been asking to see the inside of my odd little house. Here goes:
Come on up the front stairs. Which are at the side of the house. The window is where my desk is (you’ll see it later).
The staircase to the sleeping loft is right in front of you when you walk in. Rob made the picture frames from found materials. He’s the best upcycler I’ve ever met.
The staircase landing. The railings are made of driftwood.
Here’s my desk, where the magic happens. It’s right next to the bathroom:
Where you see Audrey enjoying the window in the shower. Who doesn’t love a shower with a view?
The door leads to the back deck and the outdoor shower.
Walk back to the door, and you’ll see the main living area.
The painting is “Russian Hill”, by Keith Wicks. It shows the neighborhood I first lived in when I moved to San Francisco. It’s my little piece of the city.
Here’s another view of the living room, showing the sliding glass doors to the garden.
View from the sliding glass doors to the sleeping loft and balcony.
View from the sleeping loft to the living area. To the right you can just about see my heirloom Wedgwood, which dates to the 1820s, and the edge of the wooden chests containing my grandmother’s ivory-handled silver and fish set.
To the right of the sliding glass doors is the kitchen(ette). You can see that I have not been exaggerating about the lack of counter and cupboard space. Yet I can and have made Thanksgiving for ten people here.
And we’re back to the front door. Come back and visit again soon!