I had bought several Lights of Sweden spots for over art works. Patrick helped me get them all hung in the best places. Then looking around, I asked him to help me move some art to different rooms. Mainly I wanted to get my stitched pieces into the studio where I could get closer to them.
A bit more shuffling pieces in the den by spotting the South African faces now hanging on each side of the window and moving the four egg tempera of Australian collected bits over near the door into the room, and there was the addition of the story of Malvern, Arkansas, told to me and recorded onto a cocktail napkin at a bar in Houston, Texas, that now hangs over my office desk. Lastly, over the couch/hide-a-bed hangs the Lost Peaces collage work now.
The result is that all of the egg tempera farm series and a couple more larger ones are now owned by Patrick and Marla. I promised no more moving artwork now that all are where I can see them better.
The very first thing he did was hang my new punching bag. I love this and manage to give it a good whack whenever I get in or out of my car. Plus the times when the garage is cooler and he and I can go a few rounds.
After countless more small jobs around the house and a small party to meet up with a couple of neighbors, we ordered take out from our favorite local restaurant. Oyster shooters, crab cakes, soups, popovers, scallops, potatoes, asparagus, and wine.
Then Patrick was off home on Saturday and I went to the Festival on the Square to practice being social and buying two pieces of Mexican street corn and some books by local writers.
I need to get back to my own writing but the heat and humidity slows my brain. So, with basket makers in Tasmania gathering over the weekend, I got busy drawing in The Gathering Book. I wanted to draw my Buddha bamboo for the book. Did you know that the only Buddha bamboo I could find on Google has squatted bulges, one on top of the other? Absolutely none like what Lee and I brought home from Japan in 1998. Ours alternates the bulges and I love the shape and feel of it!
Then a bit more “avoiding writing time” to work on drawing a nest a neighbor gave me. I am now starting the first of the two larger books in the six-way sketchbook.
After working an entire afternoon on this nest, I think I will go back to water colors. But this is okay for the introduction page. I am expecting myself to be much better at drawing and painting. Not as easy as it once was…before being eighty-one!
Later this week I am meeting an old friend for lunch to catch up on the lives we live now.
This morning I beat up the bag for a while and went through all my balance and breathing exercises. Now I need to get the last 2,000 steps in before having a bit of libation.
Til later….