Old Friends on the Wall

The house is full of our things and too much of it is still on the floor.  Rather than continue my usual routine today, I decided to hang some pictures. As with other things, I have been moving the pictures around the house and setting them on the floor in different places. Next day, I might rearrange a few.

This morning I took one to the sewing room to find a suitable hanging spot. The lamp on the nightstand had dropped its shade.  It was shockingly immodest, like a person dropping their pants and flashing a crowd.

I suppose you can’t expect a lampshade to sit around for seventeen years and maintain its grip. I might try to find some white cloth tape to repair it since the shade looks fine otherwise. Or, I might just buy a replacement.

The first picture I chose to put on a wall was a painting given to us as a wedding present. It was painted by my Sister/Friend Susan’s mother, Eleanor Wachtel. It took me a long time to decide where to put it.  I love the painting and want it to be visible, but there is not much wall space in my parlor. The one wall space facing the door to the room is too big.  The one space across the room from the loveseat in too much in the corner.  I ended up putting the painting on the wall beside the door. I call the painting Eleanor and it was so nice to see her again. She has been gone now for a number of years and we still think of her.  Andy likes to quote her saying, “I’m a cement person” referring to being a New Yorker and not someone accustomed to being in the woods.

Eleanor went to Massachusetts every summer to paint and this is a street scene in Cape Anne.

One of my favorite pieces is one I call “Granddaddy” because he reminds me so much of my Granddaddy Quince Dail. Granddaddy was a farmer and wore overalls. The cow in the background doesn’t fit though; my Granddaddy raised hogs. I wanted to put him where I could see him the most and found the perfect spot next to the sliding glass door to the back.  I could see him from the kitchen sink and “my chair” in the family room.

Sadly, the spot was not so perfect after all.  There was too much glare from the front window and door no matter where I stood to look at him.  So I moved him to the wall between the kitchen and the hall.  No glare or reflections there.

I realized later that I walk by that spot a hundred times a day and get a close, unglared look.

I chose a small spot between doors for my Haida Salmon I bought in Vancouver, British Columbia.  We were living on the boat at the time and Andy asked, “What are you going to do with it?”  My plaintive reply (that he still likes to quote) was, “Someday I’ll have a wall”. Now my someday has come and my fish is on my wall.

Oh to be rich enough to buy more of the First Nations’ art I saw in Alaska and Canada! I find this style fascinating. It is full of symbolism.

I hung a few more, but it got too dark to photograph them today.

My sister Barbara asked me to take some pictures outside the house so she could see and understand the setting better.  This is looking straight out from the front door.

I walked all the way across the street to the far curb to take this picture of our house. We don’t have neighbors on either side yet.

Next, I stood in the middle of the street and took a picture to the right from the house. The house on the far right is two lots over from us.  The one in the distance is the same model as ours.

Then I turned around and took this picture looking left from the house.  There is a pretty wide expanse of empty lots on both sides of the street. The Port-a-Potty is a sign that something will be happening on that lot soon.

They had put four stakes in the ground last week.  Yesterday, they pushed the dirt around.  This morning, they delivered the wood they use to make the forms for pouring concrete. Here is another look.

It won’t be long before houses line the streets one after the other.


23 thoughts on “Old Friends on the Wall

  1. pensitivity101 November 8, 2017 / 6:16 am

    I used to love going round building sites as houses were going up, trying to guess the layouts and where the stairs would go. When I was first married, we saw our house being built, and though the four foundations directly behind us were our garages. They were actually 4 more houses, but of a different design to ours.


    • Dinata Misovec November 8, 2017 / 9:56 pm

      That is so funny! I have done the same thing here. ……and been completely wrong about how the house was going to look.

      Liked by 1 person

    • Dinata Misovec November 8, 2017 / 9:55 pm

      It certainly is. This evening we met a couple who said they are buying the lot next to us tomorrow.

      Liked by 1 person

  2. Mary November 8, 2017 / 10:28 am

    Love your art work. Lad you are making progress.


    • Dinata Misovec November 14, 2017 / 10:05 pm

      I try to get up at least one or two per day. Then, I carry some from room to room.


  3. derrickjknight November 8, 2017 / 11:35 am

    We moved in 3 and 1/2 years ago and still haven’t hung all our pictures 🙂


    • Dinata Misovec November 14, 2017 / 10:07 pm

      That’s making me feel speedy! I think I have more pictures than wall space so I may get to 3-1/2 years and still have pictures in boxes.

      Liked by 1 person

  4. thejuicenut November 8, 2017 / 2:34 pm

    It’s more of a home with your pictures up, isn’t it? Love the fish.


  5. Dave Kingsbury November 13, 2017 / 5:37 pm

    I like the mismatch between body and head in your old timer picture …


    • Dinata Misovec November 14, 2017 / 10:03 pm

      What stands out for me with that is the enormous arms and hands. I thought maybe it was a small child’s view of Grandpa. I planned
      to post a photo of my granddaddy with him, but forgot.

      Liked by 1 person

      • Dave Kingsbury November 15, 2017 / 2:03 pm

        Yeah, can see that, a child’s view where hands dwarf faces. Also the power of someone with a very physical occupation.


  6. cas olverson November 14, 2017 / 1:52 pm

    Y’all are the King & Queen of the cul-de-sac!


    • Dinata Misovec November 14, 2017 / 10:00 pm

      But that won’t be for long; the lot next door has sold.


  7. Lynz Real Cooking November 15, 2017 / 8:19 am

    Everything is looking wonderful! The lamp is funny and gave me a good morning laugh! The paintings are so special❤️❤️


  8. Barbara Torris December 8, 2017 / 6:45 pm

    Ok Dinata, where are you now? Watching a neighborhood grow is so much fun I think. Good for you!

    Be well.


    • Dinata Misovec December 30, 2017 / 8:36 pm

      Taking a computer vacation. Or, is that a vacation from the computer? No blog, no facebook. Have unsubscribed to dozens on email lists. It feels good!


  9. james inman December 28, 2017 / 1:28 pm

    Hope all is well with everyone, also the house. Hope to see the two of you in few months.


    • Dinata Misovec December 30, 2017 / 8:34 pm

      Hi Windy! All is well; I’ve just been taking a break from the computer for a while. I was spending way too many hours in front of it. And, with moving into the house, I was wearing myself out! I’ll get back at it in 2018. Yes, we plan to be in Big Creek for May and June again this year. I hope we get to see you there too.


  10. ellielarry January 6, 2018 / 9:06 am

    Thank you for persisting through the building process of your house. It was informative. I’m glad your abrupt interruption was not cause for alarm.

    I hope you will visit the Gainesville Meeting in 2018.


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