Edith Piaf is playing through the speakers in the living room..
and bringing some far away inspiration into this Monday morning.
And even though it is a holiday for some {labor day}..
For me feels as though there is a bit of work to be done.
From my angle.. Surrounding me are stacks of boxes and books.
Barware and brushes. Lamps and wires. Mounds of textiles and
old magazines waiting to be searched through and cut out.
Let me bring you up to date.
The month of July was spent packing up the two year gallery installation
at the fish factory. Day after day was spent wearing old dirty work
coveralls. Moving, packing, sorting, lifting, driving, unloading...
Then coming home and finding new bruises on different
parts of my body. On the last day of that month..
The musee was completely disassembled, the walls were bare and
the keys were left on the counter as
we said adieu.
For the month of August.. There were three well needed
road trips.. A bit of catching up and relaxing with good friends ..
out where there was no service.
Only mountains, trees and fresh air.
Up to date...
The house and recently completed studio under the pepper tree..
which are now filled to the roof with art, books,
frames and old furniture from the gallery...
Need to be sorted through.
Edith is assisting me { in the background }
with going through everything and deciding
what is really important and what can be used in the next
installment of installations.
The interior goal should be reached in no time.. Having it look like
a refined yet cluttered Argentine/Parisian cafe/studio
photograph taken out of an old moldy
decor book.
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