I have officially beaten the crap outta myself finishing the organization of the studio.
Some while back I posted a photo of the studio where I was pleased to see I captioned it “part” of the organized studio. The mess was behind me, outta camera view and outta my eyeline when I worked. (Now here’s a funny: that photo showed up in a Google image search for “organized mosaics studio”!! Am I going to have to ‘fess up?)
Since I love industrial stuff, a lot of it was heavy!! (“la la la, I have the industrial disease!”) Think: many 3-gal buckets o’ cement, sand, and thinset (= mortar); sheets of steel lath, re-bar (ferchrissakes!), and at least a ton of tile (it felt like a ton as I moved it and organized it, and even brushed off the dust!). (‘Nother post: will post pics soon-ish.)
So, I’m not there, but here. I took pics of the company I keep in there — before all the lifting, ladder-ing, heaving, and hammering.
This post was inspired by Pix, who posted a picture of her nearly 61-year-old teddy bear! I, too, have had mine since birth, so it’s about 55 now. He looks 195: Pix had nicer siblings and no dogs as a child, I can tell!
And then there is BuddyBoop who wandered in and started looking around. Why is it that he tried–twice–to stand on the mosaic in process? Oh. He’s a cat. I moved him over here so he could peruse the library shelves.
Finally, a beginning to a mosaic, with company that makes me laugh!