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The Art of the Landscape and the Architect
-Part 2- For centuries architects have looked to artists for the interpretation of place. Artists such as Eugene Delacroix, David Brown,...


I used to be an Architect
One March, I thought it might be nice to take my family along for a site visit in the Bahamas. The kids had Spring Break and I could take...


The Texas Farm
After recently spending the day at the farm outside of Athens, a small town in north central Texas, it only reinforced the cultural and...


Memories of an English Garden
I was driving my family down a tight country lane in the Cotswold’s, following dry-stacked stone walls. Motoring along on the other side...


Butcher Ranch – Part Two
Read Butcher Ranch – Part One “We had a recent article on Houzz, where there was an immense amount of feedback; some on the house that I...


Butcher Ranch – Part One
We had a recent article on Houzz, where there was an immense amount of feedback; some on the house that I had designed, yes; but more so,...


Stop and Smell the Ink
Michael’s Sketch of Villa Capra (Villa Rotunda) John Ruskin had once said, “To draw the Leaf, is to know the Forest.” For generations...


The Rug
As I negotiate my way through the crowd I become mute and dumb, so that entrepreneurial tour guides don’t latch on to another hapless...


My Father’s Hands
I awoke one morning to find I had my father’s hands. We often hear others say, “you have your mother’s eyes,” or, “your father’s nose”....


The Table
One evening after sitting for hours around a friend’s kitchen table with a bottle of wine (well, maybe two), our laughter quieted to take...


Paris in the Snow
I love Europe in the winter. I’ve seen Paris and Florence in the snow. I’ve seen the gentle rolling English countryside freshly dusted...


A Place We Call Our Own
In the morning I step out into one of my favorite scenes and settle with a creak into my wicker rocker, the serenity embracing and...
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