After spending the better part of two days watching the slow train wreck of my studio computer and learning that they call the window that kept popping up… the BSOD which is short for Blue Screen of Death…I filled my teacup, went to the bathroom, charged up my phone and called India.
Simon and I got right to it and I was with him…swapping out memory cards and testing and retesting the slots…listening as the fan noises got worse each time…right up until the thing started to smoke. OK he says, I’ll put you on hold and speak to my supervisor. Tap tap tap… glad I took those earlier call precautions…on hold musak…then yep we are sending out a technician to replace the motherboard. My Dell extended warranty at work.
So I left the mess in the office and as I was closing the door behind me I saw this painting which I had finished a couple weeks ago…
It’s title is The Tinker and it’s headed out to Denver next month but it’s prescient composition made me laugh…all I needed for today’s tinkering was a screwdriver and a man 5000 miles away.
And yes, that is the number 3 !!! which perplexed so many of you. I’ll get you a better shot in a day or so. For now…I’m heading back to the easel and something that does not require electricity or motherboards…although I could use a few more memory cards if you know what I mean.
I wasn’t paying attention … and that always spells trouble.
So when Zoe and I were making breakfast we heard the terrible news that…the IRON has been sacked ! USA reports that the people of the world have voted to remove the tiny token of the Iron from their Monopoly game. And replace it with … A CAT ? Really ?
Now this makes me sad. I am a lover of irons, and ironing boards, and…well…ironing. Such a meditative task and so peaceful and productive and now, I guess, out of step with the times.
Well, I offer up a few of my favorite paintings as an homage to a simpler, happier and more contemplative time when a warm whisper of steam would rise from the slowly drawn linen newly pressed linen…