I remember as a kid haunting construction sites and walking around in new houses as the rooms started to take shape, imagining what each space might become. Was I standing in the future kitchen or dining room? How would I configure the rooms if I were the architect or owner? In many ways, the museum project is unfolding in much the same fashion, and while I’m no longer trespassing (I was more fearful then that my mother would find out than I was of the crews or owners), I still feel the thrill of watching the progress. When the roof goes on and the interior walls start to go up, I’ll be sure to share more photos so stay tuned!