Creating hand made tiles to line the front wall of my porch was one of my most successful artistic endeavors. I wanted everything in my home to have an artist touch to it and be a bit eclectic.
Taking pottery through City for a few days gave me more heavy bottomed pots than I can to admit, but these tiles were one of most meaningful creations I made. Obviously, this is to something I can take with me when we move.
I wonder what the new buyer will do with them, leave them, smash them, tile over them? This picture and a few broken tiles will be all what I have to remember this feature of my home that made it mine.
My small 800 square foot house is described in the MLA listing as a"cute Old Town bungalow". I bought this house when I was 24 when I got my first professional job at the Fort Collins Coloradan. This little corner of Fort Collins became my sanctuary not to mention a great place to have a few Christmas parties. One good thing about a small house is when you have a party and a few guests arrive it feels like a rager- oh, wait maybe it was….
I am sad to leave 312 N. Shields. Despite the difficulties I have had with my agent and mortgage broker this is my home. It has been an anchor, a magnet that has keep me grounded as I explored and lived in homes far less cosy than this one. It has been a place where I have always been able to return to at the end of the day or after a few years aboard and know I am home.