running around from one photo shoot to another last week re-opened my cold case file on lofts in toronto. most of the shoots were in the east end (not my dream location) but the lofts i saw were hard, raw, yet heated and liveable. i have always dreamed of a huge open space even justifying that if my family were to multiply i would just throw a curtain up, or some creative room divide. unfortunately it would not provide a backyard for my sweet little son albér (chihuahua mix) but so long as we’re vortexing he’d have a huge open playground to run around in all day. the ceiling heights alone would be enough to ease my troubles away.