My signs and materials were slowly taking over the house.  A yardstick here, a level there, a piece of plywood over there and 14 paintbrushes scattered in between. I needed a space, my space. 

 

The milk house was built at the farm I live on. Back in the day it was used to store milk from the cows. I love cows, hence my cow print obsession. 

 

​Now all I needed to do was clean it out, fix 5 windows & 3 doors, sand down and repaint the ceiling, throw down some new flooring, bring it to life with lots of paint, and give it LOTS of patience & love!

 

Ps. It was a very short-lived childhood fort, so you won't want to miss the rainbow paint pallet I chose for it when I was in middle school.