Thursday, August 21, 2008

I like the echo-o-o-o of an empty room

So I've painted 4 rooms in my house in the last 2 months. (During which I kept getting annoyed with the way my longish hair seemed to be a paint magnet, so I've chopped off quite a bit. muahahaha....)



There's nothing that will make you want to paint your walls more than having new floors put in. Being the type of people who seem to do things in a grand way, we ripped out all the floors of the entire downstairs.


So long, crappy builder's grade carpet!


Farewell, cheap wood parquet!


I was on the ball enough to take some "after" shots, but fell short of being smart enough to take "befores". I've rummaged around my files, but this seems to be the best "before" picture I have of the foyer with the pukey parquet floor....it just happens to have a cat in it, too.


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Here is the "after" view, sans cat:



















Okay, the cat shot is cuter because of Jinx, but what the hell. There it is - my new fieldstone foyer, with a glimpse beyond into the (newly painted!) study showing my new hardwood floor in there - and a glimpse of a new rug.


One of the BEST parts about hardwood floors is that you get to spend stupid money on seriously beautiful, hand crafted rugs to place on them.

And your dog approves.

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The BEST-best part in all this is....

the studio!





















I hated even putting my drafting table back in there, it was so perfect in its emptiness. I liked walking around listening to the echos. Sadly, this floor seemed to resist my efforts to slide...or maybe I just need thicker socks. ??

Anyway.

The drafting table and the oak work-table are back in, as is the little bookcase crammed with my art books and supplies. I want to better display my antique cameras, so eventually there will have to be some kind of display case in there....but I'm in no hurry.

Right now, I'm having a great time just resting my painting arm, getting used to feeling air on the newly exposed back of my neck, and listening to the echos bouncing around in there.

ooo-HOO....OO....OO....OO...... [fade to black]

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Love the new floors!! Man, Jinx has to be getting old (UNlike us!)...I love reading your blogs, you should really consider writing a book (or have you and I just don't know it?).

love ya,
JMJ

terri said...

Ha, you won't recognize the place next time you see it!

Jinx will be 18 years old in November!! She is still playful and sweet...but has gone quite deaf. Just like a person, she talks louder - and man, is that one loud meow-fest when she wants her dinner! She's getting quite demanding in her old age. :)