Fffffwwwwushhh. I'm not sure, is that an accurate representation of the noise a whale makes when it comes up for air? Oh man, the deadlines! They conspire. They burgeon. They... are very much something I'd like to sweep away before we hop on that plane for Florida. Right now, I write mostly for quarterlies, and they all have similar editorial schedules, and so... four times a year, it is CRUNCH TIME. The good news is, progress is being made. It feels good. It also feels good to get back here and write something for free.
In between clicking away on the keyboard, I've been hopping up to spray paint a frame here and there, or cut a mat, or something like that. This is definitely a slow project. In between the spray painting and the accumulating and the mat-cutting... I have to say, I don't know how other project blogs move fast enough to keep it interesting. Do they forgo sleep?
Over the weekend, we hung a small assemblage in the "lair." The man-lair. A small collection of old posters and old photos and prints and pet pictures just perfect for Patrick. I planned out the arrangement, and Patrick set the anchors. It was the perfect little project, and a good trial run for the more ambitious stairwell gallery still in the works.
Not sure I'll get a chance to update again before we take off, so the next time you hear from me will likely be from the beach. Gah. So surreal. Cheerio!
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Love the man lair mini gallery!
Have fun beaching it!
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