One of the advantages of visiting a friend in his home and/or office is that you get a sense of their environment. From that point on, every time you talk on the phone or exchange emails, you can visualize the face and the setting that belong to the words you're hearing or reading. It adds another dimension to the conversation. If that visit never takes place, your imagination fills in the blanks. The following is meant to eliminate those blanks. The words on this page, Grassroots, have always come out of a defined space that I call an "office." Regardless of the size of my apartment or house, a single room was always appropriated and was modified to be a workspace. One was actually a converted closet. Most who have seen those "offices" have designated them disaster areas. Tidy isn't a word that fits. However, an office in some eyes, mine included, should reflect the loves of the inhabitant, and every aspect of it should have a dimension that reaches far past simple decoration and says something about the occupants. In my case, if I'm not in a cockpit, I'm in my office-generally 10 to 13 hours a day. So, I want it to be a space in which I'm wildly comfortable. I want it to be a home. And that translates to surrounding myself with artifacts that, through some sort of cosmic connection, I feel them telling their tales.
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