In the blue work shirt
acrylic on canvas
14 x 18 inches
Barbara Muir © 2010
a construction crew knocking at the door early in the
morning asking me to move my car. I ran out in the
unattractive track shorts, and fleece I was sleeping in,
and moved my vehicle. Meanwhile the street turned into
a small sea of turmoil, machines thumping and grinding,
high whining of concrete saws, giant dump trucks
going up and down the short block, men in bright orange
vests and hard hats. I tried to go back to sleep, but ended
up getting up to paint.
I made good progress on the portrait(s) I showed you
yesterday, then escaped the noise to join friends
for coffee and run my errands. The crew is replacing
the natural gas lines in our area -- necessary and
important work. I used to work for a natural gas
company, and know that pipe corrosion is
not a good thing.
My street jammed with cars and
construction vehicles.
Tonight I went to my art group, and whipped off a
fast sketch of our wonderful model. The man
was good, brainy, great looking and funny. What
more could you ask for. And of course it was so nice
to see my artist friends again. They are wonderful.
Have a working-despite-distractions day.
