In the midst of my personal madness, I got an email requesting a small-ish mural. As it happens, I think I can actually squeeze one in between the time I get the parents physically deposited here in Florida and when I will make myself available for adjusting work again. There is going to be a phase of getting the folks settled – finding doctors, learning the roads, etc. when I don’t want to be in a 12hrs x 7days work gig.
A mural could be just the right diversion.
However, in the last 18 months, my studio has turned into a warehouse. So, the first task was to clear it out and sweep up the leaves that blow under the door.
All better – the black splodge on the floor is a permanent spill of some mystery substance from before my time.
Client meeting went well. Proposal completed and passed. Next step is a detailed drawing.
Meanwhile, I drive to Virginia tomorrow to start the final phase of loading the folks’ furniture in containers, deep cleaning the house in preparation for the market and getting them and Sally-dog into the car.
Of course, it’s going to be in the 100s in Florida and the 90s in Virginia this week. All good fun.
I think that’s enough for now.