Windows

Last week, we skipped a week butchering. Wow. What a vacation week. We didn't even want to go anywhere. There were so many projects just waiting for attention, where does one start? On my studio of course!

Bill and Micah worked together very well. Micah is now inspired to dive into set design at Santa Fe community college this year. I was soooooo staying out of their way.  I just fed all the animals and they went to it.

As you can see, the windows are very big. Boy, do they let the light in. Yes, I was still hesitant about how they take up so much wall space, but I'm getting used to them. I had to chuckle. I told Bill that all we need now is a set of eyelashes because they give the shed two big eyes.

Can't you just see them blinking?

Last night we went to a friends house and picked up a beautiful exterior door. It even matches the windows with lots of glass.
Today I'm rearranging the spare bedroom we use as an office to accomidate some art space. My muse just can't wait until everything is done on the shed. At least I'll have a place to go until the electricity, insulation, and walls are done.
So, no art to show today, but I'm looking forward to painting something in the very near future.

Progress

The sun is up, drying up the puddles on the tops of the chicken tractors. I know the longer I wait to go outside, the hotter it will become. Bill has gone to the post office to pick up chicks. So I'm stealing a few moments, still in my pajamas, sipping a cup of green tea and wishing for just a little longer morning.

It's a very satisfying feeling to walk past a small canvas with wet paint on it from the day before. Evidence that I really did pick up the brush for a little while. Second week in a row, by the way. I'm feeling pretty proud of myself.

All day long yesterday Bill worked on framing in the windows in the shed. They are going to be HUGE. I'm feeling a nervous tickle in my stomach about them now. Too late to change things, but what if there is just too much window and not enough wall space? What if I'm making a green house instead of a studio? I know my husband well enough by now that I better not say to much about my worries. He's on a roll and I'll only frustrate him and the work will stop. He so wants to please me and sometimes I change my mind too much. I just have to remember that he's the construction expert here. If he says it will work, we'll go with that.

So while he's outside with hammer and nails, I'm inside with the music cranked up.
Here's the painting I did last week:

 I'm thinking about using it in my next collage piece. I didn't get a picture of yesterday's beginning, but The pallet is still full of paint and I'm planning on getting back to the easel when all the day's work is over. It's going to be a busy day.