The surface and beneath the surface

A Place for Everything

So close and yet still so far.

Just Venting

One of those jobs that gets more complicated as it goes on.

Now We’re Cooking

Cool things about the new oven. It has a “bread proof” mode for ensuring yeast breads have the perfect temperature to rise in. And, for those who don’t want to mix religion with cookery, it comes with a sabbath mode. I think I would have preferred a “Black Sabbath” mode–an oven with a built-in mpg player which would belt out “Iron Man” or “Bark at the Moon” when the oven timer went off.

Let There Be Light

These old eyes appreciate the extra light.

Plastered

From asbestos to silica dust, this project is out to kill me.

Sail Away

My brother’s boat, the Arran Mor, a Catalina 30. The photo is from a summer past. I’m no sailor, myself, but I appreciate the beauty of the angles.

St-ElMo-Tel

Here’s a motel that didn’t make it to the 21st century. It used to be on South Congress near St. Elmo Rd. Thus, the punny name. I took this photo in 2006. They bulldozed the site shortly after that with a plan to build condos. Those plans died with the recession. Now all that’s left on the site is the sign. I keep hoping someone will save it. Seeing my

Floored

Dancing in our bare feet. The joy of bamboo flooring. I finally have an “after” picture.

All the Names

“…memory… is very sensitive and hates to be found lacking, tends to fill in any gaps with its own spurious creations of reality”

Match Point

Do you have to sympathize with a character to find him interesting? I find myself attracted by otherness, an alien-ness that I don’t understand.

Walled In

We have walls again but are still working on the floor.

Alamo House

I’m biased towards novels that evoke a concrete sense of place. Bram Stoker described Whitby so accurately that I felt giddy with recognition when I saw it. Fiction makes familiar the streets of San Francisco, the burroughs of New York, and the glitter of LA. However, portrayals of Smalltown, USA, tend more toward the metaphorical than the actual. Curious about how other writers set their works in a mid-sized city

Everything and the Kitchen Sink

We’ve turned the corner.

Scope Creep

The plan for a new window necessitates a new wall.

Stripped Bare

We tear out more drywall in anticipation of the electrician coming to rewire in a week or so. I can almost visualize how it might look now.