I have been far too busy putting the final touches (ie: a HUGE WINDOW) on my studio or atelier as we say here in France, so I can finally quit the kitchen table for good. Well - if you don't count meal times that is!!
(Meet Tiago, the lovely Portugese builder, putting a cage up around my mess)
(Mess firmly locked inside with a satisfying view of the surrounding vegetation)
ENFIN mes amis, I will be able to sit in the light of the setting sun in the evening, after the messmonsters ...
...have finished their
(Sometimes I potter around with things other than old doors..)
But that's not what this post is really about. This post, as I mentioned earlier possums, is actually about personal branding:
(Hint: It does NOT say 'NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!')
I have started scrounging around in the vide-greniers and brocantes again, on the look out for new and interesting pieces to transform and paint. As it turned out, this Sunday I found a piece that has the power to transform me, not necessarily for the better I might add. My own initials 'n all! The brocanteur who sold it to me cautioned me against showing it to Beaker unless he got some sort of strange ideas about branding.
Now, where is the key to my studio. I may need a safe place to hide ;-)
Have a lovely week now y'all.