I am inexplicably drawn to the bungalow. I say inexplicably, because I never lived in a bungalow growing up. I live in one now, but I came to it late in life. I even like the word itself.
Bungalow.
I associate the bungalow with the concept of ‘normal’ and these two are often paired up in my work. Where there is a bungalow, normalcy will not be far off.
