Thursday, November 13, 2014

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“I put my heart and my soul into my work, and have lost my mind in the process.”
~  Vincent Van Gogh, b. 30 March 1853

Kind of a strange saying on the front-  I read it the wrong way, guess I won't be buying the shirt.

 It's Buildin' Time
I drove by today and there was a huge pile of sand ready to fill in the trenches, still a bunch of 2x4s in the ground and a couple of guys in the holes getting things ready. Sure hope this happens soon.

Yesterday TY and I took off to go find a door for the front entry.  The people in the Millworks place were less than helpful- w e though we woollies a bunch o examples but instead we showed them ONE example and next thing we know he is going to quote us on only that.  Weird appointment.  While we were up int he northlands we stopped at the tile guy's place and that would have been fine if we wanted a bicycle, but he moved a year ago to guess where---  no.  Guess again.  No.  You'll never believe he is right in the same industrial park as my studio, so we stopped by and spent an hour.  I am going back tomorrow (ALONE) to hammer out some details.  Should take a long time, lots of details!

Meanwhile I have fallen in love with this color combination and want to paint the inside of the courtyard to MATCH THE PURPLE STOVE!  The rest will be white and a little black.  I started out thinking a cobalt stove and a cobalt wall arrayed the pool but then I saw this and all bets were off.  I'd put lots of orange flowering plants in front of the wall and probably cook orange food for awhile until I got tired of color coordinating.  For some reason I just don't want a blue stove.  But WHY is purple the next color I consider, I hate purple.  But I covet a purple stove.  Shoot me now.  I know I'd be sorry after a month and this stove will be my lifetime stove, not that it's that long, but still I have to think of selling the place at some point.  How many of you would buy a house with a purple stove?  What would your mother think...

Known as “Magyar Kocka,” referencing the country’s 32-year communist leader János Kádár, the typical cube home was a single story with an attic, and an almost entirely flat, colorless façade. The cubes started popping up in the 1920s as a cheap, quick housing solution, and monotonously replicated through almost every village.As a reaction to the bleak uniformity of suburban housing in post-war Hungary, many homeowners painted their houses in vibrant designs. Somewhere between the whimsy of Hungarian folk art and geometric constructivism , the decoration of the simple homes gave them an individualistic life. Now out-of-date and a reminder of Hungary’s Communist era, the cubes are being torn down and replaced with more modern housing. Yet the Hungarian homes are like the best of vernacular art, where people take the resources they have to inject a personal visual perspective into their world.  Photographer Katharina Roters documented as many of these houses as she could find over a decade. The series is compiled in Hungarian Cubes: Subversive Ornaments in Socialism, published recently by Park Books

Houston-based artists Dean Ruck and Dan Havel call themselves Demo Artists – not as in demo tape, but as in demolition. When a condemned building is scheduled for some quality time with a wrecking ball, Ruck and Havel move in, transforming the spaces into mind-bending sculptures.

Quick, get the Pantone book and tell me what color this little guy is!

1 comment :

Janet W said...

Absolutely, a purple stove. When it's time to sell whatever you have chosen will be out of date, so you might as well please yourself, says the person with a purple garden wall.