Here I sit on the last day of July wondering what happened to the month? I was flat on my back for ten days of it after tweaking in a side motion of either lifting out or putting in a sewing machine on the floor of the passenger seat in my car. It was one of those really dumb moves like the time I put my back out taking off my swimsuit in the shower at the gym! OY!
I spent another week tweaking backgrounds on images and updating my bio for a marketing project. And several trips to Sonoma and back prepping for/reception/working the gallery/taking down my featured artist exhibit. A couple of days were spent packing up our daughter’s kitchen for the move into her first home and then two days later unpacking all said kitchenware. We bought our ‘first’ home nearly 40 years ago and have stayed put. I hope the same for her as moving is such hard work.
Now I hope to get back into the studio and do serious work on Earth Stories. I am motivated both by the approaching deadline and the boredom of having it consume my design wall for months while yearning to do new and smaller work. I am at the halfway point with one of the two long pieces completed. The ironic part is I applied for this entry right after my father died as a way to motivate myself to get back to work. Lately it has been about finding the time to work.
In the meantime I share images of the floor my daughter painted in her attic design studio.
She pulled up the carpet which her Dad rolled into taquito rolls and shoved into the back of his station wagon for a trip to the recycling center. Together they endlessly sanded the beat-up hardwood floor. After working/commuting during the day she spent many nights laying down the paint. She put down two base coats of white and drew a diagram of what she wanted the stripes to look like. She then masked off the floor using her Dad’s t-square and started painting the stripes. The red was the most difficult to cover and took three coats. She diligently painted every night after work and the masking tape came off just the night before the move!
People always ask me if she got her talent from me? Certainly there is some genetic link as she comes from a long line of seamstresses…and women who get things done! Yet she has far more inventive creative energy than I ever did. She has always been a bit ahead of the curve and it will be exciting to see where that creative drive will take her now that she has the freedom to decorate any way she wants.