Washington Post Peeps would be on this floor so that would be a draw. I had it planned pretty well and had even sort of picked a wall out when I volunteered. Once our group was given the red light I went straight up to the floor and managed to walk straight back to my wall. I quickly found a manager to claim it and felt very smug at having completed so quickly what could have been a headache of a job. Molly was torn between 2 spaces for her 3D work and ended up on floor 10. I met a lady who I'd done conservation work with at Bull Run. She was on my floor and Mark, a guy I worked my first Artomatic shift with has 2 walls in my room.
As soon as I got home that afternoon I sat down and made a list of what I planned to do with my wall. The weekend was spent organizing photos and sketching up ideas. I'm keeping quiet for now about what I envisage my wall to represent or exhibit as I feel I may have bitten off far more than I can chew with my list. We only have until May 13th to finish installations and the show starts on May 18th. I'm not sure if I can accomplish all I want or if I actually have room. But I felt happy at the end of Sunday having definitely got my large ball rolling.
As the sun went down on Sunday I went for a stroll with Kota and my camera to grab a few photos. I'd been noticing how pretty the dandelion seeds were when caught in the light and it was lovely to relax for a while.
On Thursday evening I went back down to Artomatic to paint my wall. I had to park a couple of blocks away and had to carry a chair and a pot of paint through the city streets filled with office workers migrating homewards. I was glad to be on the phone with Mum while I walked as I felt very self conscious but hey, it's an artist's prerogative to be a little 'out there', right?
I felt good as I left that my project was under way, it was real now I had done some work. I'm excited to start bringing this all together. Lucent Moments will be brief until installation is complete as all my time has to go on the wall, so bear with me.
Last but definitely not least, an update on the puddy tats. Rosie had her all clear at the vets and is settling in nicely. We still have some arguments but the growling isn't quite as frequent or anxious as initially. There are moments that I've witnessed which make it seem that she has always been pals with Kota. They've touched noses a few times and share the couch when I'm sitting on it. We've still got a long way to go but at least it doesn't seem as daunting as it did when she first came to Meadow House. And now that she's been checked out and I've parted with a sizable chunk of cash in doing that, I guess it's time to say, "Welcome to your new home, Rosie."