as a sort-of-answer to one of yesterday’s question– ‘what to do with the bedroom walls?’–  big matt, the builder said (as casually as i might admit to having jumper cables or a cocktail shaker) ‘you know i have a sawmill”.

with that, we all (he and i and luther and sadie) piled into cars and trucks, off to see the sawmill. as we drove, i wondered, not for the first time, about the factors that go into a single design choice: memory and material, antenna and emotion, history and logistics, taste and anticipation, money and time, karma and engagement, and (especially) synchronicity.

stick with me; it gets a little twisty.

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