As I write this, I am sitting in a gallery that has beautiful artwork on the walls, handmade goods disbursed throughout the space, and our fluffy white persian Elton is lounging in the chair across the room. Our space looks beautiful now, and truly is a representation of what Matthew and I have envisioned over the past few months. However, it really wasn’t too long ago now that Matthew and I were having our morning coffee together on the porch of his Heritage Hill apartment, talking about the possibilities that could be in store for us if we took the scary step of opening a business together. It all happened quickly after that. Before we knew it, we were handed the keys to a storefront with a studio apartment in the back, and moved Matthew’s things (most of which were very breakable and scary for me to move) into our new home.
Then, the real life planning began. Luckily for us, we had a network of friends, family, and colleagues that were able and willing to help us with this process. We still didn’t have a name for the space. Bright orange sticky notes covered the beautiful brick wall in our space with possible candidates. Matthew created his mood boards to figure out what the overall feel of the space would be. Blue tape outlined where the slatted walls would soon be built on and we figured out how many moveable walls we could fit in the space. The studio apartment was turned into an office and we used the window sills as table tops to work on.
I still remember all of this like it was yesterday, and I hope I never forget how scary it was for us to start up our own business. Luckily, Matthew and I took photos along the way, and I’m happy to finally be able to share all of them with you.