
tattoos · trinkets · art
Come in, it's unlocked.
Every vessel holds a story.

Inside the Taylor Arts Building, down the hall, past the ivy.
creak
“Oh, there you are.”
Tap, or swipe, to read on

There’s one rule in here.
squeakTake something. Leave something.

It’s raining in that one.
Watch your head.
Have a seat, take a look around.
Everything on these shelves came from somewhere.
Some of it is very serious.
Tell Sadie your story.
That's about all that fits on a page. Come see the rest. Bring a trinket.
By appointment only