Our friend’s family has been weaving our Trousseau rugs for hundreds of years. Weaving has existed for nearly as long as man has existed, and yet the art is now dying out. I had the fortune of the seeing the traditional wooden looms and machinery used to spin the yarns and weave and wash the rugs.
Sunrise and sunset in a magical spot in the mountains
Part 1 of the Trans Siberian Journey - Moscow
Eileen embarks on her first solo trip to familiar and unfamiliar places - Paris, Granada, and London.
Eileen's adventure to Central Saint Martins to be surrounded by beautiful design and stimulated by the satisfaction of "making" something physical and concrete.
Eileen treks to Burning Man and experiences losing ego
We recount the rich history and future of Philadelphia
Scale, Proportion and Volume in the Georgetown District
It's blizzarding outside my window in Manhattan right now and I'm basking in the sunlight of fantasy land.
During our visit to the Matisse Museum in Nice I had a striking epiphany.