Hi, I’m Lindsey!

I’ve been taking up space in this little corner of the world since 2009, when I dragged a rickety wardrobe off the curb in front of my sorority house on graduation day, painted it, and sold it on Craigslist for a profit.

But the truth is, this started long before that.

Like when I was a kid and “borrowed” every bottle of my mom’s OPI nail polish to paint a hand-me-down mahogany clawfoot nightstand in a red, mauve, and pink ombré.
Or when I was 16 and decided, without asking, to repaint her faux brick kitchen backsplash while she was away for the weekend.

I’ve always had a hard time leaving things as they are.

Furniture on the curb, antiques tucked into crates at yard sales, pieces passed down through family. I’ve never been able to say no. Not because they’re perfect, but because they’re not!

What I Do

I pick. I pull. I sand. I paint. I bring things back to life that might have otherwise been overlooked.

Some pieces stay close to their original form. Others become something entirely new. Every one of them has a moment when it finally clicks into place and you can feel it. That’s the part I’m always chasing!

Why It Matters

There’s something about putting the right piece in the right place. Stepping back and just feeling it land. It’s subtle, but it changes everything.

Over the years, I’ve worked on hundreds of pieces, but it never really feels routine. There’s still that same pull. That same curiosity. That same quiet satisfaction when something comes together the way it was meant to.

A Note

I take breaks. I disappear sometimes. I follow what feels right. But I always come back to this. Because at the end of the day, this work feels like home! And if you’re here, watching, collecting, bringing these pieces into your own space, just know I’m really grateful for it.