Bedroom Makeover: Overdue! Part 1

Needs: paint

Needs: Fabric 

Need: Elimination of Clutter!!!

Okay! Let’s start … with fabric! 

I’ve got just about everything I need here

Took off the sheer, plain old dollar store panels 

So much dust!!!

I turned on our air filter to level 4!

Left that on for the day 

Don’t need any extra dust mite allergy troubles.

When we first moved in 

The windows provided a lot of needed light 

And over the years we have taken down 

Many of the huge and dangerous pines that were 

Within 25-50 feet of the house.

Since we are on a hill and 100ft from the road 

We felt no real need for curtains right away with the trees obscuring some of the view etc…

But now… so much light floods in! 

It’s amazing! 

But not if you want to sleep past sunrise…

It is glorious

…

The moments of trying to catch up with lost sleep tho…

Became 

Well, really only possible if 

It was an extremely cloudy day…

Moving some furniture aside to easily get up 

Onto the trusty step stool…

Found loads more dust, and three pairs of shoes! 

Lol

Oooooooo

Lookit!!!

Curtains that are the right length!

I think I want to get rid of that rug now 

Lol

Mr Kit

Are you impressed? 

Next I get the new sheers in

And I will start on the next wall o windows!

No really 

What do you think?

Awww 

It looks so cozy at night!

Just about done with this wall…

At this rate I may actually have 

this curtain project done 

before the end of the week…?

Whaaaaa????

I will try not to jinx my motivation.

I will try to keep plugging away! 

So far so good… 

Did that jinx it…

Hope not lol

May we all stay motivated!

x~J

The Desk Has Ascended!

 Can you believe that the day has finally arrived!!!

Still have to settle it all in

But!

Look at it! 

Now compare the old table… 

It now lives in our kitchen 

Where the sheer square space of it

Is much more appropriate…

Even husband said it felt more inviting to sit and eat than the last lil table we had set up…

I have so many lil things that need to get pushed around 

Here and there 

Pictures and mirrors etc etc… 

And there had been 

One colossal distraction last week 

Kind of slowing all of the progress…

I’ve been working on my ACNH island…

Is that art imitating life or an Artist imitating their real life?

Horse painting anyone…?

LoL

We’ve been obsessed with the UK show TaskMaster as well, which now I’ve attempted to recreate on our Animal Crossing Island… almost finished with it… 

And I’m off!

Writing and painting and living and yeah there’s dancing and singing too… 

Trying to take in all of this energy that’s coming in!

x~J

Studio Organization ~ Den of Paint and Suffering

Still finding pockets of art/craft/enchanted items 

That 

Really belong 

No where else 

    Than the studio…

Which means 

Every week 

I go up thinking 

Time to paint…

Only to realize there’s yet another 

Bulk dump 

Of stuff to sort and put away 

Poop! 

Trying to make sure that 

Absolutely anything 

That isn’t in a category 

Belonging to this space

Gets either sorted into its proper place 

Or tossed

It’s working!

It’s working!

Even when I’m not up here

I am jotting down 

The itemized moves

Like a slow motion 

Large Scale 

Tetris game

The windows and mantle 

Moving some plants into place

Cozy… 

Why don’t I have the “fire” on???

This cool desk setup…

Ed got me for Christmas 

Can’t you just picture 

All of the sewing machine projects 

Or 

As the large portion on the left tilts up

For computer work

Could be utilized as a drawing or painting easel!

Trying to hustle with getting some stuff settled

So I can 

Get something started 

ASAP 

Just one of the lunches taken here in the studio while preparing for the full throttle organization…

Omg are those kettle chips! Mmmmmm… hungry… and a cup of tea! That’s the one drawback to having the studio upstairs…

Maybe I should keep an old kettle up here for tea, and a few pantry items… Or a mini fridge full of iced coffee… oooooo! Mini kitchen? Hot plate and microwave lol! Over the top!

 It reminds me of visiting friends at their studios… big old creaky wood floors, a maze of hallways barely lit at night… next to the river by the old grammar school… just a futon on the floor and candles… doc martens and black cardigans… red lipstick and paint everywhere… push pins with every kind of inspiration and bits of journal entries, like an altar to creativity… I remember the smell too. Metallic hints from strong paints and supplies, incense, cigarettes, old wood, and hints of dust on old radiators…

Until Next Time,

x~J aka Painter Le Fay 

Clues~ Liberté

 

Liberté

And crawl away

Raising 

All of your 

Tigers 

Like they

Were Runner Ducks

Alphabetically 

Beaten

Left hungry 

Like

Begging 

Hats

Worn like coats

And 

Smoothing 

Over

Every iron out 

With

A chimney flayer 

Ghosts ~ 5: My Scream

 

5: My Scream 

If 

You don’t know 

My scream by now

I’m the coma 

The blackout 

The cancellation 

The words never spoken 

The rally 

The wagons

The race

That never happened 

If 

You

Don’t

Know my scream

By now

Lucky 

Late

On time

Tomorrow 

It’s coming 

Ghosts ~ 4: Old Haunts

 

4: Old Haunts

Hallway 

Windows old

Squeaks

Flats

A roof you could sit on

And

A driveway 

Hardest type

Of rubble 

Hot under foot

In the summer

Ghosts~ 3: Plummet

 

3: Plummet 

There isn’t a chair 

There isn’t anywhere 

Mist

Enjoyment 

Light

So dim

You could stub 

Your toe

On this cloud

After the trouble 

You never suffered or’t

Throw in my years

Of tumbling through 

Without 

A line

Without a design 

Plan

Or hint

That anyone could see

The re-run

Re-peats

A plummet

From 

Grace

Ghosts ~ 2: The Snapper

 

2: The Snapper

Snapper 

Was the whip

The denial

Was the crème 

Hiding under ladders 

Were the children 

Rarely seen

Holy nights 

And spies at bay

I hold the ever present hand

That lay

Or lied

Any other 

Time 

I died

Ghosts~ 1: In Vain

 

1: In Vain

Must need

Maps

And naps

After meals

Of deals

And puffs

Of mist

Over hills

And oceans 

To breathe 

The dew 

Next to you 

As rocks 

Hold 

The cradle 

In vain

Final Flights~ 83: On The Eclipse

 

83: On The Eclipse 

There is

No

Rejection 

Protection 

Asking for a friend 

Which way

Does this

Storm blow

Stats

Graphics 

Only visible on the eclipse 

While moon dust 

Gets in your eye

And asking 

Hurricane 

How’s the weather 

With you 

Flights ~ 82: Glide

 

82: Glide

There won’t be a warning 

I will slide into the room 

Glide 

Along

The edges 

Through shadow 

And behind the couch 

I will do this

Enough 

That

Eventually 

You will forget 

What I once

Looked like

Flights ~ 81:Rabbit

 

81:Rabbit 

Flopsy 

Mopsy

And 

Holy Hell

Impress each other 

At a cocktail party 

It’s a party

On wheels 

In the rain

In Spain

What a pain

To have a sprain 

It’s over

For now…

I did an illustration for this one, see above… I got carried away with the cross hatching… very relaxing! 

x~J

Flights ~ 80: Masquerade

 

80: Masquerade 

Sat 

So idle

By the side

Of your apocalypse 

Never

Truly 

Feeling 

Like comfort 

Was to 

Creep back in

Awaken

Shake

Out

Out of this 

Hideous 

Hellscape 

Masquerading 

As a dream

Flights ~ 79: Finish To Finale

 

79: Finish To Finale 

I know

I’ve left my heart

Here 

Somewhere 

I thought 

I’d just 

Take it 

Out 

For a minute 

Finish 

To 

Finale

Yours

Knowing 

While things

Got 

Rough

For safe keeping 

Now 

It is

Gone

Moody With A Side Of Maximalism

 This swatching business 

Is so exciting 

Beyond just fun changes 

It gives one ideas…

Since Halloween is coming up…

One could just smear this 

Antique Ruby 

Red paint 

By Behr 

With drips and hand prints

All down the hallway…

Maybe…

Why not…

We shall see…

&

In my mood 

For the darkened pallet of maximalism 

And the style of things

I have been editing my wardrobe as well…

That picture is…

I believe 

A Ralph Lauren look

Mebbe 

From 2010…?

Lots of snuggles were given…

As I was fated to sit

In utter convalescence 

All of last week 

With my muscles in a twisted 

Mass of wretched 

Torture 

With every waking moment 

Being and endless wait

Until the next issued 

Protocol could be administered 

In hopes 

Of untangling 

The knots 

Holding me captive…

Of course my imagination 

And deep connection 

To the collective unconscious 

Drove me into

The beginnings of yet another 

Manuscript…

The Black Roses

Well, if that isn’t a welcoming sign…

I don’t know what is…

So I climbed inside

Another story

Hoping 

That I can retell it 

For all to enjoy.

I keep promising more poetry…

What say you?

Dearest 

Entities & Beings?

Yes…?

For now, 

Thankfully Yours,

x~J