In short, the building of Tusen Takk’s was a response to an event that ushered in an outpouring of love which the world is still struggling to come to terms with. It’s a love that’s so radical and regenerative that it breathes the deepest meaning and purpose into life.

With Thanksgiving Day four days away and the wind howling off Lake Michigan this morning, I am counting my blessings. Tusen Takk is a place for such reflection.

Marks are ok! I want [the workbenches] to be marred, to have ink stains on it. That’s part of Tusen Takk’s ethos, a visible reminder that this is a making place.

But in the end, all of the color choices were made on what seemed right, the hue and saturation that fit that specific material on that specific surface in that specific location.