well loooooooooooooong time no write.
there are many things i could write about in these times of transition but i shall keep it easy n breezy for now til the tumultuous emotions of the past few weeks find their settling place... needless to say, a lot has been going on...
having a reprieve from the increasingly frenzied preparations for The Vagina Monologues, and recovering from shifting things up and down the stairs at the studio, (canvases and paints up, serving dishes and scrabble boards down), which was assisted by the unexpected arrival of the duke, who promptly carried a load or 4 up for me, i'm now sitting at common grounds, listening to the indigo girls, drinking a deelishus bowl of the usual. made today by zippy ben with typical expertise and an F on the top in cocoa powder. we play this little game, he and i. he puts a letter on my drinks and i have to guess what it stands for. i have no idea if anyone else gets to enjoy this parlour fun, but ours is an open relationship.
i guess i should have taken some fotos of my new dwelling by now. perhaps in the morning. i believe last time i wrote i intimated i was at the end of my tether and surrounded by boxes in transit. that is no longer the case. my bedroom, awaiting arrival of a bed, is home to quite a few cartons of miscellaneous junk but the rest of the place is shaping up rather well. the mcewen's 70s suite is quite frankly, amazing and couple that with jonny's painting above the fireplace has determined the palate. living/writing room is a rather harmonious blend of various wood tones and greens against a cream canvas, with splashes of vibrant red, pink and orange on a cushion here, a throw there. i is much pleased. it feels like a me space. by contrast, but no less me, the kitchen is a riot of reds, fushcia, cream, and some rather fabulous lush green pots and pans: all very 50s American retro meets Japanese kitsch, with a touch of 50s Parisian cafe thrown in for good measure. compact it may be but everything fits in. the bathroom is aquas, teal and and fawn. soft, light and with a pop art poster of lisa simpson for a touch of LB quirkiness. the hall is red tones, and features a collection of wonder woman postcards (DC comics covers and panels) now collected in a large frame. thanks to Padraig, my love for the postcards and the suggestion to create a piece of art work with them all. thanks to jonny and heidi for assistance in the arranging of same. until arrival of aforementioned bed i am holding off on touching the bedroom but it'll be a contrasting dramatic palette of white, black, soft pink and strong teal.
so, if you haven't noticed by now, LB's RL alter ego is something of an interiors freak. i decorate the way i dress - placing the frequently incongruent beside one another. let's call it eclectically individual. if nothing else, i am the antithesis of minimalist.
it'll be 3 weeks before i have broadband access in the apartment. until then postings will be erratic.
but, it's nice to be back at the keys. i must find this little haven more often...
be well. be good. be free. be loving. be loved.