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I wish I could have gone to Europe and bought art, antiques and other wonderful beautiful things.  My baggage and budget situation limited my ability to do that, so I got creative and took pictures and bought post cards from museums.  When we moved into our new house in January, I agreed to take the smaller bedroom (to which the door doesn’t completely open because my bed will not allow it) in exchange for the “Dressing Room” also known as the  pantry off the kitchen which the previous residents had been using as a painting studio.  Despite the fact that all of our toilet paper, tools, towels, and everything else that would prefer to remain hidden shares my sacred space, I have found a way to make it beautiful.

My little wall of inspiration