|my beautiful new constable closet|
Finally we have made it. On Saturday evening we (Agne, Arminas, Coba (they are above), Paul and I) moved my stuff into the studio. Above you see my "constable closet," the ultimate organizer. My Dad built it for me. It has a place for everything and thankfully it's not even 1/2 full.
Speaking of thankful...I will have alot to be thankful for this Thanksgiving. First, my Dad, who long ago labeled the building of my studio-project hope, has been behind me the whole time. I couldn't have done it without his expertise and the fact that he took 6 weeks out of his life to travel here (from California) and build (and monitor the rest of us.) Next my husband, who has believed in me always and added his sweat and tears to this structure. He has endured the process since it's infancy. My sister Toni and her family are awesome too. Toni provided food for everyone for weeks! Lasagnas, sandwiches, soups and all important cookies and biscotties- all home made! Joel (my brother-in-law) constantly made time to help us every step of the way. Nothing stops him! Of course- the strong arms- Agne, Arminas and Coba, who did lots of the heavy work. And last but not least, Rhegina who constantly stopped by and would pick up and job- finish it then whiz off to work. She also kept my spirits high. Amazing, eh? I feel blessed to be surrounded by such a great group of people.
I will post more pics later. Right now I have to go clean and organize so that I can begin painting here by Wednesday. I can't wait to get back to normal.