So, if the guest room is my new hotel room, the basement is my new vacation spot: the place I go to unwind. I unwind there because the basement has the pink table that holds the painting area.
The saggy Home Depot box lined with black landscaping fabric is where I have staged any still life - like the gourds and the teacups. You put the object in the box so no other light gets to it, and then you can light it directly — in my case, with the light that sits on my husband’s workbench.
That little iPad next to the light plays “relaxing” episodes of the My Favorite Murder podcast while I paint. Usually when I have a project, what I listen to is woven into to the project in my mind. The art glass project in the backyard contains the news about Chandra Levy and then 9/11. Oddly, I can’t tell you what Murder connects to each painting stacked up on the right side of the workbench.
The best part of any hobby or vacation is the organization. Is that not the coolest pivoting paint storage box? Transparents in one side, opaques in the other.
I suppose like all vacation spots, it has to be close to the water, and in my basement corner, there’s the water that frequently bubbles through the basement floor when it rains. You can see the “shoreline” in the middle of the photo.
Painting is as good as meditation for getting the dark thoughts out of your head. I know painter’s studios as supposed to be full of light, but I’m not there yet. You can stick me in the dark corner of my damp basement with murders in the background and I am fine.