return of the comics org project
Now that I've figured out the ultimate mystery – how to add more comics to The Paintshop without removing the dogchildrens' couch – I'm bringing one box of the castoffs back downstairs and integrating them back into The Collection. Currently, a re-education of the ins and outs of 90's Image and Valiant that 40+yo me had forgotten, much to early-teen me's dismay including: didn't know that Grant Morrison wrote two issues of SPAWN (I believe they were Greg Capullo's first work on the title); that NINJAK wasn't terrible at all – and that Bryan Hitch pencilled YEARBOOK No. 1; that Valiant went through a lot of writers and artists in a short period of time, much to the detriment of what were some intriguing concepts; and that Mark Bagley has been a rock of an artist since his NEW WARRIORS days. Side note: this is part of not only the grand cleaning out of the upstairs room which is, essentially, my archive of dead family members’ papers and belongings, my castoff comics, clothing, and my heavy bag, but also a small project I’m considering for here. Percolating.
Third day now with the Vari Active Seat and I'm getting the hang of it. Only nit is that I wish it had wheels so I could scoot around the expanse of desk a bit without having to to pick it up and move it around but hey: neither back nor butt are raging at me so I'll take the win. Hanging on to my UpLift office chair, but with the addition of Orangina to the Paintshop, I needed something that took up a little less real estate – because Orangina isn't going anywhere – and gave me room to do my standard pacing and wandering.
i brought home a chair
Did some volunteer heavy-lifting work emptying a church for an org/store that donates all their profits to hospice and couldn’t pass up the chance to bring this chair home (made a donation to hospice in lieu of cash). The Paintshop is well and truly sardine-packed now, but I can put my claustrophobia aside: such is my ardor for this chair. Her name is Orangina and we are in love.
gatelight
Wrote the first book by the light from this little lamp in my grandparents' basement when I first moved back to Ohio, 12 years ago now. Suppose it's poetic (for want of a better word) that it's now lighting part of The Paintshop. It'd be nice if some of the energy that pushed me to write that first book in five months lived inside its little gated community but yeah no probably not. Glad it’s here, regardless.
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Day one of window project is complete. New window is in and dogs are generally contained. Presently fighting with the shelf above the side door which is getting replaced (the door, not the shelf - but I won't be surprised if my efforts in removing it require replacement of the shelf: oh, how I love painted-sealed screws). Glass blocks not in place so I've improvised another failsafe window until they can be. Yet to break out in poison ivy: would be the first time in 42 years if I do. Trim and seal and door and glass blocks tomorrow, apparently.
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Construction guy is here: the ivy-shattered six-by-six display window has been removed and is in the process of being replaced with two smaller, more residential style windows as no one is selling paint in the Paintshop these days. Meanwhile, I've fought a battle against basement window poison ivy in preparation for their replacement with glass blocks which will hopefully be done before the major rain comes today. If not, I'll be spending my evening preventing basement flooding.
