Bright and early this morning, Curry knocked on the door and had the old pick-up truck parked in the driveway. He was ready to mow our lawn (boy did it need it), wanted some coffee and breakfast, and started with dismantling more studio stuff. The poor room looks even more derelict than before now.
The big English wardrobe I found some years ago holds so much stuff….he’s always hated it and calls it the “monstrosity”. I keep telling him it’s a great find and holds so much where I can find it and helps me stay a little more organized. Now it’s just a shell waiting for the parts to be taken away…..top and bottom all in one piece and the rest can be dismantled for moving. It does pose a problem for placement I have to admit, as it’s 7 ‘ tall and 7 ‘ wide. That means there are two walls in the new studio….and one is for the painting pegboard easel wall.
I’m trying not to even think about all the old paintings I need to throw out or do something with in that closet. Some I hate….I tore two up today. But some are just not what I do any longer and so they will not be seen in a show so how are they going to find a home??? My oldest daughter went “shopping” there in the studio the last time she was here. I don’t think my youngest daughter or son really care that much for abstract art……oh well. I am going to donate one to the museum auction for later this month. Now I have to make time to get it down there in time.
I keep saying….simple, simple, simple…less is more, less is more. Clean, clean, clean!
Oh my gosh…I have to pack up all those books, too.