... it didn't take much to make the correlation when in her lecture Diane talked about having a space set up and ready to go for surface design. Yes. Well. I'd already been talking about it. Perhaps a space was just what I needed.
The laundry is the one room in our house that isn't finished. It needs a wall built around the furnace, a dropped ceiling, flooring, and especially doors across the electrical panel. We're not ready to do the rest of the room but the doors were entirely possible so when I mentioned to Howard that I wanted to set up a painting space he immediately put up the doors which was quite surprising since he really, Really, REALLY hates working with wood. A lot of muttering came drifting down the hallway. I stayed in the studio, kept my mouth shut, and cheered loudly when...
... he was done. What a difference. It made me cry. I've been very careful over the last few months not to discuss how stressful my husband's illness is. That I'm living it is enough; I don't need to relive it on paper however... even though I know he only heard the practical aspect of my request... when I said I needed the doors up, they went up, immediately, start to finish, done and that gift of love and attention was just the emotional boost I needed.
Yesterday, I set up two four foot folding tables with my paint tools at one end and the...
... stencils at the other. The table is covered in a canvas drop cloth but I'm still going to get some plastic to go over top. I went around the house collecting bowls, vases, file holders, and whatever else would work and prettied up the place. Why not use them? They were just sitting in a closet.
There's enough room between the hot water tank and the tables to move about easily and eventually we'll move it over behind the furnace and the flow will be even better. The punching bag could come down but then again, when my painting is not going well, it might be just the thing I need - LOL. Tomorrow, I'll show you what I painted.
Talk soon - Myrna
Grateful - the gift