Loooooong day at work today. I actually put this together in my head this morning before the day got too frenzied and like the idea.
Here’s the idea: at camp (Patti Digh’s Life is a Verb Camp 2014 which is where I was last week), Mary Anne Racmacher in her symbol class (oh, what an amazing class – and thanks to Linda Marsh for reminding me where this came from since my overloaded brain forgot!) assigned the task of discovering your favorite place in your house. I’ve forgotten exactly why because I was sort of taken aback to realize that my favorite (my really truly favorite) room in my house is the downstairs bathroom.
Well, let me explain, or rather invite you in (oh, hmm), or rather let me go back to explaining.
This room of all the rooms in the house is decorated exactly as I would decorate my whole house were I more willing to move more furniture to paint my walls (which are a room’s foundation – except for the floor – not meant literally but figuratively)(sigh – this is getting more complicated than I wanted. Anyways…).
When I first learned how to do architectural tile work, I practiced in my house. This door surround was one of my first pieces. Today I would do it differently, but you have to try *something* to discover how well it works.
In this room the walls are my favorite color (yellow, which hubby isn’t terribly fond of) and lime green and left over yellow-green (more olive green than yellow) from the kitchen. My art work is on the walls except for 2 paintings from artists here in Calvert that I admire: Ann Crain (the circle – it has a rusty red mark by the big circle that I read as a woman), and Mimi Little (the chair). The rest are mine. Most of the rest of the walls in my home are covered with other people’s work that hubby and I have bought over the years – usually after I’ve spent hours talking their price up because they price their work too low. THEN I buy them. I have not yet learned not to do that.
I redid the floor in this room this spring and early summer. I had been thinking of doing it for about 5 years and finally took the jump – we tore out everything and had a floor company lay the backer board (I am not spatial – I cannot cut boards to fit odd spaces). I made the tiles for the bigger pieces and filled in the rest with commercial tiles, broken, that I gathered over the years myself and from a good friend, who gave me the bright red tiles. They are impossible to come by anymore unless you make them yourself (which I have finally started doing) or are willing to mortgage your first grandchild to buy them (nope).
We also put in a new vanity and toilet.
Here’s a clearer picture of my ceramic artwork on the mirror side.
So that’s my offer for AEDM 13 – my favorite room in the house. I love the uneveness of the handmade ceramic tiles on my bare or socked feet, I love the colors – the unrelentingly brightness of them and the movement of the stripes in the curtain (optical illusion – no I don’t do anything, anymore, that makes curtains actually move when you watch them).
What’s your favorite room in your house? and why? Share!