It's not snow this time, but we're under all sorts of storm, wind and flood warnings. It's been raining for 24 hours straight, Johnson Creek is 5 feet above flood stage, the Wilson River is 1 1/2 times flood stage, and all three highway mountain passes across the Cascades in Washington are closed for landslide & avalanche danger. And it's supposed to rain more. And harder. And more. Normally this wouldn't bother me (other than I wanted to take a New Year's bike ride today on my roadie that I'd no longer afraid to ride-the new pedals-, or even my commuter, after I spent hours putting on a new tire, only to pump it up and have the damn valve pull out & have to change the ensuing flat). BUT our roof leaks. And it's leaking
badly. One or two drips in the kitchen? Try 7- including into the cabinets. I had to clean it all out first thing this morning BEFORE I'd had the latte I so wanted (but the bag of grounds got wet with the yukky contaminated drippy water and had to be tossed). So there are puddles/towels/bowls on 3 shelves in the cabinets, 3 on the counter, and one on the floor. OH- and there's a leak in the living room, now, too!!
This frustration has lead to inspiration for yet another house-bashing art piece. This one is aquacentric. So far the form it's taking in my head is of a one room house with a giant picture window to look in, where I'll have a sketchy representation of our kitchen, simple cabinets and walls and floor, with pots, pans, bowls, towels, rags, etc all over, filled with faux water. I'll have to find some online. I think I'll have a figure inside with it's head covered by an umbrella. The roof will be a ramshackle mishmash of scrap wood, tarp and shingle with big gaping holes. Above this I'll suspend a "cloud" of batting (pillow filler), and string blue teardrop (raindrop) beads through the cloud, on fishing line.
nice- Radio Paradise is playing Bob Dylan's
Shelter from the Storm
