Sunday, April 16, 2006
Partly sunny and mild
How I Woke Up on Easter Morn
By Devon Ellington
Fresh sheets. A breeze coming through the window. The fantasy was to sleep in, awaken slowly, do some yoga, have a gentle start to the day.
Instead . . .
One of the cats dumped a cup of cold tea over my head and she scrambled to undo a bag containing yarn. (How did she know there was yarn in there?)
Shot out of bed like a bullet out of a gun.
Ink in My Paint Can
Second coat of color and trim done yesterday. I started putting things back on the East Wall last night. It looks pretty damn good, if I say so myself.
Two more walls in that room, and then the bathroom. It’ll probably take me three more weekends. The bunk beds, which are now filled with stuff instead of people (and sometimes cats), have to be emptied and moved away from the corner so I can work on the final two walls.
The West Wall needs a lot of work, but the moving stuff around is the most time consuming. There’s also a lot of purging going on, which is good.
Eventually, everything will be put together and be neat. I’ve rearranged a lot of pictures, and I’m not sure what I’ll do with the ones I took down. Several need reframing, and it’s good for art to “rest” occasionally.
I’ll need plenty of wall space in the house for everything – and for everything that’s still in storage!
This project has given me the confidence so that now I can go into a house that needs a bit more work and know I can do it.
Plus, I find painting time good time to plot, outline, and work out stuck places in the stories. Functional AND creative use for time – right up my alley!
Off to hang out with friends and give myself a day off . . .