From the time I was a kid, I’ve wanted to make everything around me beautiful, and have always wanted to make everyone around me feel at home. I grew up in the Midwest surrounded by humble, endlessly kind, fun-loving people: my heart-of-gold compassionate mother, who loses her marbles at the sight of a lost baby duck… my knee-slappingly funny pops, who dragged me through antique stores until I came to love them… my grandmother, who talked to me every day about the golden rule… and my best buddy growing up, my Grandpa Bud, who was the funniest person I ever knew. He taught me how to swing a hammer, and that an ounce of pretension is worth a pound of manure. But the most important thing I learned from him was by watching the way he went about his life and how he interacted with people… He always had a pep in his step and a goofy grin on his face. He always did his best for his clients, his family; for everyone. He was so lighthearted and funny - no one was ever around him without laughing.
I’ve come to realize that my zest for life, work ethic and passion for finding joy in the simplest things comes from all of them, and it’s woven into the fabric of who I am as a designer. I think I’m the luckiest person in the world to be able to do what I love the most everyday - and in the process - to create something that improves the quality of my clients' lives, and that makes them happy every time they walk through their front door.