that I can’t. I have an history of flatmates and partners telling me I live in my studio/workshop and not an appartement.
it’s quite ironic that I train so many interior designers, because I have zero taste for that
I’ve always known it as “The cobbler’s son never has a decent pair of shoes.” As an architect, I live in an unfinished project in a way, like many other architects I know. For example, there is just a wire hanging out where the front door bell button should be. I tell everyone I’m trying for the No-Bell prize. (Sorry, not my joke - I stole it from Prairie Home Companion)