Day Nine - She Made Her Mark

Day Nine has been a day of expletives deleted. I' ve spent more than five hours. The image is intentionally boring as I've shown you the outside of the reception room on the ironing board.

The grand parlor is on a lower table in the front. It appears from my antique architectural training that the grand parlor could originally have been the parlor to the front of the house and the dining room towards the back. It seems from the two fireplaces, placed differently, that there is a wall that is long gone.

I need to add the back (staircase) wall to the reception area and the hallway wall leading to what had been the kitchen a hundred years ago. Some of the few really spacious walls in the downstairs.

Upstairs are four separate galleries. There is a very wide hall with good, expansive walls. I am looking forward to seeing how the space works in three dimensions. It is very frustrating work.

Two rooms, five hours, and I have tentative placed eleven works. There are about a dozen pinned to the ironing board; you can barely see them to the right. This reminds me of moving into the house I am living in. I moved furniture for a full three years before the energy patterns felt right and the space looked as comfortable as I wanted it to be. Not only that. I sat down last evening and promptly got up and moved two well framed posters. Gheesh.

Day Ten, off to making four rooms and a hall way with nine foot ceilings.