Last year, I posted a mid-century modern folding desk that I’d used for many years, and had decided to sell. Maria Robledo bought it for her 13 + year-old daughter Isabel. Recently, I was thrilled to see Isabel’s take on the desk: full of color and pattern, and a completely different style than my ascetically minimalist one.
Same desk; different view altogether.
It was also a lesson in passing on something dear, which I was still attached to; when you give it to someone who REALLY digs it, it makes it a joy.
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