Mansions

I moved a lot as a kid. My mom made a home out of every house we lived in, whether a shack or a mansion. Ok, there weren’t any mansions! By the end of the week in a new house, the same familiar pictures would be hung on the walls and we were ‘home’. It kind of gave me an obsession for pictures on the wall. I can’t resist a lovely vintage print, or I create some wild and crazy art or I hang one of my own photos up. I have run out of room, but I can’t stop collecting and creating. Come on down to Dirt Road and see what we’ve got for your home.Be blessed….Trailer Park Jean