When I was little, I used to dream about going into people’s homes and sorting, reorganising and moving things around in order to make them look and feel better. I flippin loved those dreams and always woke up feeling excited after i’d had them. **knock knock** “Is Karen coming out to play?” “Kaz! Do you want to go and play out? Your friends are here…” “No, i’m making a coffee table from an old washing powder box and a bit of old wallpaper left from my bedroom walls.” or “Not now, i’m just organising all of my teddy bears. In height order.” True stories. Along with many others of a similar vein. Me on the left in Disrupted Context choreographed by Wayne McGregor at NSCD. It was about a year ago, September, 2014, I finally decided I wanted to move into interiors. After taking a couple of years off work to have a baby and readjust to the reality of being a mum (losing my mind with a poorly baby, hallucinations, serious PND, medication, relationship at breaking …