June 2, 2017
Most of the day was spent running errands and getting a massage. Popped off a dual artist posting for Facebook, Rogier van der Weyden and Hans Memling. Their saints and angels are so severe and their demons are fantastic. The 15th century was tough and I suspect they were pretty comfortable with the adversity of the times. The incredibly great masseur worked magic and rubbed out all of the stress from this week. I walked out of his office feeling like a new type of human. He looks like Jesus, but has the hands of God.
Arrived at the house around 3.00pm and spent the next couple of hours doing scale drawings of the two rooms which warrant a visual guide as to what will be happening. The Master Bath with Low tiles, and the splash back in the kitchen with Pewabic tiles, will know more Tuesday when the person in charge of “that” gets back from vacation. If you are not familiar with Pewabic Pottery, google it, they are both old [150 years this year] and new- being part of the Detroit Renaissance. Being alone in the house was a wonderful experience, no interruptions or distractions.
I was reminded of a book I have where one of the characters talks about how he cannot believe all the blessings God has given him, and isn’t he lucky? I have tried hard to be grateful in adversity; lots of trudging the road. Today when all is bliss and sunshine; piece of pie.