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Stick The Blah On The Thing And The What.
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Autumnpuma
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27 August 2008
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So my house is coming along nicely. I've got most of the repairs done, but it has yet to rain since I've moved in so I expect the first cloudburst to bring lots of fun-filled surprises.
My art studio has a flaw that I can't seem to work around: it's too friggin hot in there! Every time I sit down to paint, my face melts off (No, no, it's not due to 'global warming' because it's always been slightly cooler than the surface of the sun here in my part of Southern California). As a result, I have left my canvases to catch fire and my paints to become molten pools in my art box while I take the whole act inside...
...and on my computer! With Wacom tablet in hand and Painter X on the screen I'm ready to go...but I miss the smell of linseed oil. Ah well. At least this way my youngest daughter wont stroll in when I'm at work, stick her finger in the still-wet smear of paint on my palette and proceed to decorate the floor, her hair, my shoes and the bottom of the kitchen table with Cadmium Red.
Have you ever been looking at an armpit only to find a diamond stuck in there? Neither have I until this last weekend when driving through the dusty city of Perris: the armpit of California. Sitting there beside The Paved Road (yes, it's the only one), nestled on a finely cultivated field of dirt and weeds, was a...
...gasp...
....1979 Fiat Spyder, Bertone interior, Pininfarina lines sporting an original bright yellow paint job with all new interior. A real turn-key job. I peed myself then pulled over to look at her. For a mere trifle this dream-come-true could be mine! As I pulled out my cell-phone to make the fateful call I remembered that my bank account is significantly lighter than it was a few months ago (welcome to home-ownership, Mike!). The car would not be mine. I could have cried right then and there. I know, it sounds like I made this up to have an interesting blog post, but I'm depressingly serious. There sat MY CAR and I had not the dosh to close the deal.
I suppose it's ok...I didn't like the color anyway! So to end the tale, I went home and pulled out the ladder, climbed up onto my new roof and sat there for a while pretending to drive a bright yellow 1979 Fiat Spyder, Bertone interior, Pininfarina body.....
My art studio has a flaw that I can't seem to work around: it's too friggin hot in there! Every time I sit down to paint, my face melts off (No, no, it's not due to 'global warming' because it's always been slightly cooler than the surface of the sun here in my part of Southern California). As a result, I have left my canvases to catch fire and my paints to become molten pools in my art box while I take the whole act inside...
...and on my computer! With Wacom tablet in hand and Painter X on the screen I'm ready to go...but I miss the smell of linseed oil. Ah well. At least this way my youngest daughter wont stroll in when I'm at work, stick her finger in the still-wet smear of paint on my palette and proceed to decorate the floor, her hair, my shoes and the bottom of the kitchen table with Cadmium Red.
Have you ever been looking at an armpit only to find a diamond stuck in there? Neither have I until this last weekend when driving through the dusty city of Perris: the armpit of California. Sitting there beside The Paved Road (yes, it's the only one), nestled on a finely cultivated field of dirt and weeds, was a...
...gasp...
....1979 Fiat Spyder, Bertone interior, Pininfarina lines sporting an original bright yellow paint job with all new interior. A real turn-key job. I peed myself then pulled over to look at her. For a mere trifle this dream-come-true could be mine! As I pulled out my cell-phone to make the fateful call I remembered that my bank account is significantly lighter than it was a few months ago (welcome to home-ownership, Mike!). The car would not be mine. I could have cried right then and there. I know, it sounds like I made this up to have an interesting blog post, but I'm depressingly serious. There sat MY CAR and I had not the dosh to close the deal.
I suppose it's ok...I didn't like the color anyway! So to end the tale, I went home and pulled out the ladder, climbed up onto my new roof and sat there for a while pretending to drive a bright yellow 1979 Fiat Spyder, Bertone interior, Pininfarina body.....
Apropos your studio, insulation's the trick. About 6" of Rockwool (dunno what you call it over there) stapled on the inside. Vapour barrier and plasterboard (sheetrock?) on top and then get your little sprog to decorate.