Root Canal Inspiration

I survived my first (and hopefully last) root canal today. Here are my latest Root Paintings just finished Tuesday night. They are wee little works, 3.5 inches square.

Underground Disco (2011)

Footsie (2011)

Chair Envy

Used to be that my mid-century Made in Sweden chair was the highlight of my studio apartment. It certainly has become my cat Norman’s favorite furniture to sleep on.

A few weeks ago I noticed a slow collection of garage sale items amassed on the front porch of where I work at Oldimprints.com. In the center of it all was an old and dirty rocking chair. I’ve always wanted a rocking chair so I asked my boss, Elisabeth, “How much?” She and her husband, Craig, said I could have it, gratis.

Craig told me the chair is about 100 years old, came from somewhere in Ohio, and is made of oak.

To Cane or Not to Cane

I happily took the dirt covered chair home, determined to spice it up by re-caning the seat cover so that one day I could sit on it whilst reading a lengthy novel.

After taking the disintegrating leather seat cover off I determined that a portion of the wood was cracked and caning was no longer an option. I would make a new seat cover myself and add re-upholstery to my long list of useless talents.





Fabric Choice

Before leaving for their exciting new life in New York City, my friends Suzie and Don left me a bunch of items including a half completed skirt. Recalling my painful experience trying to sew an apron, I knew well enough that I would never finish the skirt. The fact that it had the same basic shape as the old leather seat cover made the decision to reclaim the pretty purple fabric quite easy.

I trimmed it to the approximate size, added some batting and backing, and finally machine quilted it together. There was no way I was going to produce any form of straight line so I opted to create some wavy, fake wood-grain type of lines. I then re-covered the seat with the fabric by hammering it tight with tack nails.

My Rockin’ Chair

And here she is. A thing of beauty. Oddly enough I have yet to see Norman try to sit on this one. In fact he’s curled up on the Swedish chair right now.