Friday, March 25, 2011

Water, water, everywhere

One of the things that I love about art is the immersion.  I don't think about anything else.  The edges around blur and the background fades.
Last night, Doug was working his part-time, once a week job at the YMCA.  At some point, he came through the door and came into the dining room where I sat working.
"Do you know there is water running down the entryway floor and out the front door?" 
I had put a load of laundry into the washer.  I think in the very, very back of my mind I was thinking
that load of laundry should have been done by now. 
But I wasn't thinking about it enough to get up to see what was going on. 
My washer just kept filling.  It had not moved beyond the fill stage in hours.  Just a few hours, but hours.  The washer over-flowed. 

When you come through the door of the house, there is a long entry way hall and then you turn right at the end of the hall and that is where the washer and dryer sit.  Fortunately we have ceramic tile and it didn't hurt the floor at all.  Doug and a couple of neighbors loaded up the washer this evening into the back of his pick-up truck.  He will take it in to the repair place tomorrow.  Because we live in the country, it will save some money for him to take it to them rather than having them come out to visit us. 
Why didn't I notice all of that water? 
I was doing this:

Pretty little feather
 and this:
 and this:
Building their nest
 and this:
Doug asked me if I was smoking crack when I made the last one.  I said "no."  He told me that he might feel better if I was.  I don't usually do anything too abstract- but I had seen something similar in a magazine and wanted to experiment.  It was fun.
In the midst of a flood, the only thing that carried me away was my art!


Joycee said...

This sounds like something I do! Lucky for you it didn't ruin the floors. I have to tell you my husband would not have been so calm as Doug! Your art is beautiful and it reflects the season upon us. I am so ready for warmer weather and sun...please some sun! I took the down comforter off last week so you can blame the snow on me...

Chatty Crone said...

Hey I didn't know you had the artist bug in you - good job - hope you are feeling better and going to see your granddaughter soon. sandie

^..^Corgidogmama said...

Oh for heaven's sake! Flooding floors are SUCH a bother when one is in the midst of creativity!!!
Lovely escape, isn't it? I love it too. Cool project results, I must say. Somehow....don't feel that Doug will understand how we girls can get lost in the craft.....?

MamaMonki said...

They're gorgeous - but my favorite is the Building their Nest one. Hope the washer doesn't cost much to fix. Ours croaked in the middle of a load of laundry right before Christmas and we had to replace it. (Cheaper than repairing it) I completely understand being so absorbed you didn't notice the flooding. I get that way sometimes when I'm writing.

Hope you're staying warm down there. It's freezing up here!

KleinsteMotte said...

Nice atr but not so nice flood. Here's hoping the damage was minimal.

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