Large Light

Sometimes it is dark and you need to see.  To see really well.

When you burn the furniture, to stay warm, do you pick your least favorites first?

When the space inside your house is not enough.  The rooms are fine, but they are too close to the other rooms where people- your people- are loud or annoying or even just breathing.  Creating rooms of comparable volume, like tents, that could exist away from each other.  You know like in ET when they have the plastic tent set up in the driveway.  And since this is about skin in the game, I am making them with paintings.  My paintings.  They are the perfect object, because I know them like lovers and though I have moved on they represent a dream and a vision.  Each painting you make is the best you can do at that moment.  And I am cutting them up.  Mixing up periods from the last five years.  And sewing.  It was tremendously sad moving the scissors through the canvas.  And it felt like a violation.  I was not meant to know the sound of cutting a painted canvas, like flesh.

Keeping the floorboards down.

The Weirdness is Coming, but it is slow

I had visions today of a room filled with water.  A red sea up to the bed frames.  Electric lightbulbs so packed and huge that the rooms were overflowing with light.  And so many staircases leading up and out of the house.  It is so easy to get trapped in the mundane, the maintenance.  This house is not about that.  It is time to break free. Can you feel it?  The stillness and age has happened over two weeks of work.  How do you go from prefab to old plaster.  The wear in the floorboards, old windows replace the new.  But that is not the point.  We are working on something much bigger.

Renovation Interrupted; Toilet Overflows

Before And After

Gone is the green linoleum and piles of junk.  I opted to paint over the wallpaper and as the new floor and window frame took up enough time.  This is not creative.  Just plain clean reno.  The simple mirror replaced the old.  You may notice that the wall was moved to carve out a hallway for the stairs.  Still plenty of room.  The bathroom looked great until the toilet overflowed leaking into the kitchen below. This picture does not do justice to the dripping of toilet water down the wall.  Plaster to repair.

The Inside

The house was trashed.  Furniture and debris everywhere.  The smell of old paint, rotting food, and mildew had seeped into everything.

You know when you see it.  This was the house.  I could feel it in my whole being.  I wanted it in the worst way.  They took our offer.  It's ours.