First Place - Loft - Andersonville 2016-2018

Under heavy wood paneled walls and dropped ceilings designed by a group of Catholic priests running a small publishing company in the 1960's, was the bones of a 100 year old coffin factory in Andersonville, Chicago, IL. I tore down cement walls, framed new walls, re-did the electrical wiring, laid brick, installed the floors,  fixed the plumbing, built a fireplace, and developed a volatile love-hate relationship with Ikea.  

The interior design color pallete I worked with was red, greenery, black, white, and wood. I embraced the coffin factory's history with the trending modern-industrial style.

Second Place -  Two Story walk up - Irving Park - 2018-2019

As I'm writing this, 8/30/18, we are living in a goofy humbling reality. For the past three months, James, his brother, and I have had no bathroom. Yes, we have a toilet. But hold on- listen: in order to use the toilet (say in the middle of the night) I have to go down three flights of stairs with no lights on and then I open the basement door to an unfinished basement with a scary bare bulb hanging over a toilet in the middle of the room with no walls around it. And I watch murder shows at night. Too spooky for comfort! Our "shower" is two feet away from the toilet-- it is a hose hanging over a drain. The end. There was this weird nightmare/reality time where we didn't have hot water for two weeks. When I moved in my feminine touch was to go straight to the jammed basement door that doesn't close or lock and  tape looseleaf paper over the windows so at least you couldn't accidentally pass by someone in at the vulnerable-ist. Yes, we've all walked in on each other at some point and gone, "UH UH SORRY UH SORRY" and then proceeded to pretend it never happened. Temporary. Temporary? temporary....