match up the innards

i respect a person who is actually him- or herself.  even better when the "self" is a complete anomaly.  enter jon.

there are about a million things about jonny that would probably surprise those who didn't know him, but it all makes sense when you go to his home.  he's a world-renowned tattoo artist and avid hunter.  he builds, he paints, he gardens, he cooks and he wears cowboy boots.  if i had never met jon, and i spent 10 minutes in his house, i would probably be able to paint a very clear picture of him.  i love it when a person has taken the time to figure out who they are, and it shows in the space where they exist.

antlers are everywhere; either trophies from his own hunt, or something he found along the way.  his paintings are perfectly placed and varied.  his kitchen is customized and self-made, complete with a vintage stove and a whiskey/wine cabinet.  more antlers.  a homemade meal every night. the interior of jon's home mirrors who he is inside.  it's ideal; we should all try to blur the lines between who we are and what we create.