Category: Home

Our kitchen table. This is as pretty as it gets (in the traditional sense), somewhere in the sunny hour between art time and lunch, after I’ve sprayed and wiped the surface, moving the essentials to the center: flowers (thank you John and Amy!), the water pitcher, the empty vase (which will be filled with markers in the final phase of clean up, after they’ve been picked up off the floor) (thank you, Chas), the paintbrushes, and the small vase with forsythia blooms. Yes, it’s already that time.

Take a peek at some other people’s corners.

Kid’s Kitchen

When I am cooking at of the stove, I’ll glance around the corner and watch Chas pull the bowls off the shelves of his small kitchen. One bowl is filled with chubby markers, another is filled with small Swedish tartlet molds, another is filled with cedar balls. He’ll sit atop the lambskin and rearrange contents, draw on the floor, throw the balls across the kitchen and into the living room. I’ll find them later behind the sofa, or between seat cushions.