This was supposed to be a photograph of a quick, delicious salmon dish. But Sunday Marion and I started painting the living room. We’re moving this spring and had to return the living room to a more landlord-friendly off-white [see the wall behind the boombox] from its lovely deep coral [see the wall behind the brandy bottle from an earlier post]. So instead of salmon, today I’m going to serve up some music as the main course, with a side of painting antics.

Let’s start with the antics. Sunday is normally the day I cook and photograph the week’s upcoming post. Instead, we spent the morning moving a couch and a loveseat, three side tables, an old flea market find kitchen table that is our computer desk, various lamps, three paintings [one of them 6′ x 8′ and another 5′ x 7′], a rug and a mountain of family photos, tschotskes and vintage cameras. Oh, and about a bazillion little jingly cat toys discovered under the couch and loveseat. Oh, and a beautiful but monstrously heavy piece of decorative terra cotta from some long ago demolished St. Louis building.

Sunday afternoon, Marion took on the umpteen other things that needed accomplishing around the apartment and out in the world, and I started painting. With the first few brush strokes, I could see this was going to be a two-coat job. Two coats in our 12′ x 19′ living room. With two built-in shelving nooks. And five windows, one door and miles of baseboard to tape around. And a radiator to work around. Yep, this was going to be fun. Continue reading “The kitchen boombox moves to the living room” →