l'atelier

Don and Peter
turned this
chicken coop
into a studio.


That was before
we knew Don
would have
chickens.

I think we began calling it l'atelier because we moved to the farm the same year we went to Paris to celebrate our 25th wedding anniversary (2003).

It's not just mine, but everyone acts like it is.

Lesley gave me a hammock chair that hangs from the ceiling. I challenge you to try to read in this chair and stay awake more than five minutes.

Besides read

and sleep,

sometimes I write here.

I started painting last year, and didn't even finish my first painting. It's hard work! I don't want to show you what I have so far. Here is my little canvas before I started. That's my Grandma Olive's easel. She was a professional artist/designer.



I was following instructions from Brian Simons online.

I got the underpainting, value study and colors blocked in, but I never finished the painting.

If Gwen, Sharon or Laura
will come give me lessons,
maybe I'll finish it.