Remember the Pollocking of the studio floor, done in hopes of making it respectable for the Art Walk?
This is what it looked like when I thought I had finished with it. A bit messy, but maybe livable?
But neighbor Jim (same one as Proprietor-of-Full-Circle-Gallery-Jim) popped in to loan me his long-handled paint roller so I could get rid of the screaming mess, and suggested that instead of rolling, I should spray it. Well, after a moment (a very brief moment) of thought, I trotted off to Hankin’s Hardware, bought a spray bottle, and using the original gray of the base of the, ahem, pollocking-mess, tamed it.
It fulfils a couple of prime requirements. One is that I don’t have to worry about spills and stains and messes, which is essential given that I am a spiller, stainer, and maker of messes. And the second is that none of the dirt carried in from the rainy Portland territory will show up quite so forcefully as it did on the modest gray floor. The dirt will still be there, but will mingle with the tamed pollock-floorscape, forming (I hope) something I can live with for more than 6 months before it requires further painting. Thus far, it’s holding its own. –June