Beautiful day to refinish floors
It has been so beautiful I feel like I want to be cleaning up my garden, which is sadly neglected, or taking a walk in some spectacular part of Fairmount Park. But the building calls. This week (if I am lucky it will only be this week) I am finishing floors. It took me a while to get the hang of the machine again and I have major fans going to keep from losing what few brain cells I have left. I think things are going to look good. The whitewash isn't finished either and it is already looking very good. If only there were six or seven of me instead of only one. And these are only the top of the list of one hundred and six things I need to do. Good thing it is so splendid out, I can stop and sit in the garden for a few minutes and listen to nature, and motorcycles. Back to the floors.
First coat of whitewash
The walls in the lower level are brick and stucco and need paint. I don't want them to peel so I researched white wash. Seemed like a good way to go and I got the ingredients, I mixed it up, I tried to paint it on with brushes, It took forever. I called a paint sprayer company to see if that would work ,they said sure. I rented a sprayer. It did not work at all. I talked to people, I tried rollers, SUCCESS! The simplest is sometimes the best. Then I couldn't get the glue I used so I used another white glue. Total disaster. Four glues later I finally found someone who sells SOBO glue (the first one I used) and I am back in business. Is anything every easy?
I am exhausted, to clear out the basement I have to be able to store all the doors and other things in it elsewhere. This means I have to reorganize at least three other rooms. Today three of us moved things off of shelves, undid shelves, redid shelves, moved shelves and finished after eight hours without having put the things back on the shelves, much less put more stuff in the reorganized room. I am sure this is normal and just as sure that it is very frustrating. Now off to Home Depot again to buy more stuff. Who knew that I would spend half my time going and getting stuff so we can work?
Elfie Harris. Marble sculptor, photographer and owner of 47 High Street. So glad I grew up in Germantown and decided to stay and do my sculpture here. And I am so happy to finally have studios for other artists in my building which is what I envisioned when we bought it in 1981. I'm not finished yet.