Decisions, Decisions
Hello everybody. It's been an interesting month, or at least a week and a half of it was, with the other two and a half weeks spent either in bed or on the sofa and hacking my head off. The malaise set in on the day I started setting up my new studio. Talk about frustration! It also set back my plans for a new blog format, as I am having a little bit of difficulty learning how to administer it. I don't want to use it until I feel comfortable with it. In the meantime I also need to keep on blogging, as writing this has become an essential part of my life as a working artist.
Finally started a small painting the other day and it felt really strange yet really familiar. The first painting (or several) after a long nonpainting spell are usually awkward ones while the brain readjusts to working in that special mode again. I'm interested in seeing what comes out as a result of moving to a new house in a city from my past. I want to try to post pics of the process, as soon as I can find the cable for my camera. It's in a box in the basement. I think. I hope. If you could see the vast number of boxes in the basement you would understand my tentativeness.
In a short while I will need to break off and clean out the refrigerator and defrost it, because a new one will be arriving mid-day. The existing fridge is an older model, about two steps over an ice box. It has been freezing gallons of milk solid on the main shelf and not keeping produce cold enough on the lower shelves. And everything in the freezer has freezer burn. It worries me. The shelves are not adjustable and the light is barely adequate when it decides to work. I'm sure it's an electricity hog, as well. It is perched about 7 inches up off the floor inside what must have been a pantry, a cubby hole just big enough for a not-too-deep refrigerator. It took a bit of shopping around to find a new one with the right dimensions without getting into the pricey counter-depth models. I am SO looking forward to a modern fridge with gallon jug storage in the door, lots of light, humidity controls on the crispers, a meat drawer, and a frost-free freezer on the bottom with a pull-out bin. A nice fridge is the one thing I really miss from my old kitchen, so now that is being remedied.
It has nothing directly to do with art, unless you consider it a quality-of-life issue, particularly the downtime one could get from food poisoning!
Finally started a small painting the other day and it felt really strange yet really familiar. The first painting (or several) after a long nonpainting spell are usually awkward ones while the brain readjusts to working in that special mode again. I'm interested in seeing what comes out as a result of moving to a new house in a city from my past. I want to try to post pics of the process, as soon as I can find the cable for my camera. It's in a box in the basement. I think. I hope. If you could see the vast number of boxes in the basement you would understand my tentativeness.
In a short while I will need to break off and clean out the refrigerator and defrost it, because a new one will be arriving mid-day. The existing fridge is an older model, about two steps over an ice box. It has been freezing gallons of milk solid on the main shelf and not keeping produce cold enough on the lower shelves. And everything in the freezer has freezer burn. It worries me. The shelves are not adjustable and the light is barely adequate when it decides to work. I'm sure it's an electricity hog, as well. It is perched about 7 inches up off the floor inside what must have been a pantry, a cubby hole just big enough for a not-too-deep refrigerator. It took a bit of shopping around to find a new one with the right dimensions without getting into the pricey counter-depth models. I am SO looking forward to a modern fridge with gallon jug storage in the door, lots of light, humidity controls on the crispers, a meat drawer, and a frost-free freezer on the bottom with a pull-out bin. A nice fridge is the one thing I really miss from my old kitchen, so now that is being remedied.
It has nothing directly to do with art, unless you consider it a quality-of-life issue, particularly the downtime one could get from food poisoning!
posted by meg at 8:49 AM
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