Ok ok OK. I know I owe you that painting tutorial video, and the blog post with photos of the small pieces I still have from Saturday's tag sale. But today I cleaned my workshop. Some of you have seen my workshop, so you can appreciate the Everestian mountain that was to climb. My day was crammed full of horrors; giant spiders that wanted to eat my soul and then regurgitate it to feed their hell spawn young, a semi decayed mouse body that I had to remove (which gave me a whole new appreciation for medical examiners, coroners, forensic teams, and anyone else who handles dead bodies), and to top it off I STEPPED ON A DEAD MOUSE, (this being a separate one from the decayed carcass previously mentioned) which my cat had very thoughtfully left outside on the driveway, and even more thoughtfully camouflaged with festive autumn leaves. It went crunch, but not a decent, community oriented crunch like a fresh Lay's sour cream and onion potato chip, it was a crunch/squish sound combo that will haunt me forever.
Which is the loveliest way ever to start off this blog post about beautiful furniture. If you read my last post you know that on Saturday I spent a couple hours scrolling back through my projects of the last three years, mostly out of curiosity. And I like most of the pieces I create, custom or spec, but some, well some ever after years still make me very very proud. I always wonder about other artists, if they feel that way. If sometimes they take a step back and think, 'Oh my YES, this one's a triumph!'. It doesn't happen every time, nowhere near, but every once in a while...
I swear if I lived in your neck of the woods, my house would be FILLED with your furniture. I love it all.
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