Things change. Change is probably the most consistent factor of my life. Since my partner, Bill, had a stroke a few months ago, it left him with symptoms that have made it difficult for him to live his life as usual. Without his physical help I’ve been left to my own devices to manage all of the tasks required to maintain my outdoor studio. My plans to build a roof over the structure to keep rain and snow off of it and to protect it from falling branches went down the tubes and it’s been deteriorating for months. So, until and unless I can afford to deal with it properly, I’ve been immersed in making the cellar into a new workspace that will suit my needs for now.
It was a disaster down there – years of “stuff” collected in a space that had been neglected. I’ll spare you the details but I’ve been attacking it by the square foot, clearing out the debris, vacuuming every cobweb and all the accumulated cat hair and bleaching all the mold, Many large green trash bags of yuk are gone! Lots of family treasured china have been put through the dishwasher and re-boxed and stored until I can get them to an auctioneer or something.
I’ve torn apart and reconstructed a few dilapidated pieces of furniture that housed some of this paraphernalia and put the circular saw to other pieces that were too far gone but too heavy for me to carry outside and lugged them out in pieces. Part of the problem was that it flooded down there years ago and was pretty much left in that state. So, I’m attempting to set things up to survive any future flooding that could occur by putting things up off the floor on cement block or whatever I can scrounge to use as a platform. A lot will have to wait until I get to it but everything is being placed in plastic bins meanwhile. Although it’s never flooded in the 8 years I’ve been here, you never know!
I couldn’t deal with taking pictures of the “before” scene, and it still isn’t a pretty picture, but here are some pics of the current state of the project.