Staring at The Walls & Hugging Customers

Remember that kid in elementary school who would stare at the wall, his mouth open just a little with an utterly vacuous look on his face?  Well, that was me yesterday just 35 years older.  I spent a good part of the day staring.  I did manage to keep my mouth closed except when I was talking to myself.  (Yes, I do answer my own questions, and no, I don't think that makes me insane and neither do my other selves).  Truly, it takes an incredible amout of thought to rehang a gallery full of paintings in a meaningful way.  Certainly, I was tempted simply to hang them up and hope for the best, but that was a fleeting thought.  There is no room for carelessness in this process.  One has to think about the space between and not just the objects themselves.  Seeing the sight lines, creating them.  All-in-all it is time-consuming work, but it is incredibly satisfying to see the fruits of all that staring.  Today, I plan to get all remaining pieces hung and all the pottery displayed.  Grand plans, but hope springs eternal!  Good thing it's a fun way to pass the time. 

On another note, I have decided how I will solve my shirt tucking problem.  I think I shall simply begin wearing overalls.  I liked wearing them as a kid, so why not now?  I loved riding my bike as a kid, and I love riding my bike now.  Granted, I might look a bit like a weirdo or a kook, but what the hey!  NOTE:  The likelihood of me actually wearing overalls to work is about slim to none.  Many have suggested suspenders with my pants, but I have never had much luck with suspenders; they tend to work too well and I end up looking very Steve Urkel.

Last bit of news before I head off.  A customer came in yesterday, a woman I haven't seen in probably 15 years.  I had just seen her mother last week.  I said to her, "I just love your mother!"  I couldn't believe I said it, but I did it.  And when she was leaving, I gave her a hug.  Now, that is life in a small town.  I'm not much of a hugger, but it seemed liked the most natural thing in the world to do.  Connectedness & community make you feel good even for us non-huggers.   I hope you have an experience today that makes you feel like you've been hugged.


"A good painting to me has always been like a friend.  It keeps me company, comforts and inspires."  Hedy Lamarr.