Where I stood…

feet on stool
On top of a new project, but you’ll have to wait to see it!

Now that the weather is cooler, it’s time to move indoors and get some art done!

Where I Stand Sunday is an ongoing photo essay examining the different places Lynn Krawczyk spends her life standing. Too often we take for granted the everyday places we spend our lives walking on. If you’d like to join her by posting a photo on Sunday of places you’ve been on your blog/photo hosting site/website, leave a comment on her Sunday posts telling her where she can find you/your photo and she’ll add a link to her sidebar so others can find you. I am one of those that Lynn has badgered into joining her, I have changed it to “where I stood”, because right now I’m sitting in front of the computer, not standing anywhere.

True calling

Yesterday Mark and I were trying to find a certain color paint.   We have a paint room deep in the bowels of our basement.   Mark was looking at the paint on the top shelf, he was standing on a five gallon bucket of paint so he could reach the shelf.   Well, the lid of the paint bucket gave out, and Mark’s shoe was immediately covered in a pale blue-grey.   After uttering a not very nice word, Mark stood with his one foot above the paint bucket while I ran to get rags and tried not to laugh too much.   I managed to sponge off a lot of paint, get his shoe off, and then wash the shoe thoroughly.   We sponged off the little bit of paint he got on his shorts, and he found different, paintless socks and shoes to wear.   Later, when Mark and I were walking the neighborhood, I realized I had quite a bit of paint on my legs, though I wasn’t near the bucket when it happened.   I came to realize that I am an empath.   I take on other people’s paint.

Where I stood..

In way too big brewers boots!   These boots were made for brewin’…..

My friend Jim the brewer asked if I’d be interested in painting his boots, you knew my answer.     I painted hops growing on a ladder for the wonderful beer that will be made.

The skulls and snakes are voodoo to ward off bad batches of pale ale and stout.     The gold star shapes are the shadows of pentagrams to help with the witchcraft that is brewing.

There’s even gold in the tread to send energy up from the feet!   Excellent beer will be brewed in these boots!

They’re done, Jim, come anytime and pick them up!

Where I stood..

Where I Stand Sunday is an ongoing photo essay examining the different places Lynn Krawczyk spends her life standing. Too often we take for granted the everyday places we spend our lives walking on. If you’d like to join her by posting a photo on Sunday of places you’ve been on your blog/photo hosting site/website, leave a comment on her Sunday posts telling her where she can find you/your photo and she’ll add a link to her sidebar so others can find you. I am one of those that Lynn has badgered into joining her, I have changed it to “where I stood”, because right now I’m sitting in front of the computer, not standing anywhere.