Maybe meant to be

My earliest memory as a toddler, how the home I was born in looked like. I remember when you enter, a piano would greet you. I remember that the full height windows let the light in beautifully. I remember the wood floors and the pale blue door that meant my room, my crib was in there.

It was probably the Lego blocks I got for one of my birthdays, or the drawing desk I religiously carried out to our front yard and spent countless afternoons with, or the first time I played Sims, but I remember vividly that moment I became aware of space and furniture and how changing the arrangement of things could renew a room.

Maybe it was meant to be, maybe I showed early signs of somehow pursuing the design profession. Maybe I truly belong here. Maybe, join me as I figure it out?

Fast forward to today where I'm shuffling around my world, trying to figure out my own style; learning from everything that happens along the way and constantly listening to the ideas that pop out of my brain daily.

I'm Kat, and I'm an architect, a designer, a creative. I've set out to share my musings about designs, my own creations and the colorful, messy but fun things that happen in between.