stenciling project { summer 2004 }
My mother and I share a taste for interior design. A few summers ago, she and I discussed ideas for enlivening this bathroom. My father and I both love Emerson, so I negotiated the poetic transcendentalist into the project. After we'd decided on most of the details, I googled the quotes, Mum bought the paint and stencils, and Dad dragged his four-foot ladder and drop cloths out of the garage.
After three days, Ralph Waldo Emerson was all over the wall in varying shades of brown.
