|Bare-bone concrete construction for three mediums with toxic properties: oils, acrylics and charcoal.|
My studio is divided into three areas—the toxic zone, the comfort zone and storage.
Over the last couple of days, I've been cleaning the toxic zone, the zone where the paints and the solvents are hazardous on a regular basis to clothing and health if I didn't know any better put a loaded brush in my mouth. But the mediums and solvents are not hazardous to the furnishings. The room is unfinished—just some plumbing and lighting were added to the concrete space. I can dribble, splash, splatter and slather paint however I choose and it all cleans up. The space being carefree and me being robust at times, most of my time is spent in the toxic zone. Totally involved with painting regularly, I rarely think about cleaning, UNLESS something’s up.
Something’s up. I’m having knee surgery this Thursday. And I wanted everything I might want, up where there’s no kneeling or bending involved, just in case the simple procedure turns out to be not as simple as everybody says it is. I do plan on hobbling down the stairs and getting in some painting time, UNLESS I am forced to recoup in a sitting or reclining position for a few days? Then I’ll have to be satisfied working in pencil or watercolor in the comfort zone. Those are the only two mediums I allow in the finished area of the studio. Water based and impermanent or totally dry, neither medium can do harm to the carpeting, furnishing fabrics, sheet-rock, countertop or stainless sink.
With a full bath between and sliding door access to the woods and lake, my two studio zones serve me well, but the toxic zone is my favorite. That’s where all the action is. Cleaning over the last few days, I've missed the action for which the space is intended-- but I’m ready for whatever I've gotten myself into on Thursday Ollie--and the rest of this new year. May I never see another scrub brush till next January! I put it in storage.
|Sliding doors to plein air territory in the comfort zone. The patio doors access the woods and the lake, as well as the street.|