My old bar stool finally kicked the bucket. I was leaning back on it, admiring my latest brush strokes, when I heard an ominous "click". No, not the deafening CRACK you might expect that would precede me falling backwards, arms flailing... just a "click", then a "huh?" and then, of course, me grasping for a handhold.
I'm so glad that my friends weren't around with their cameras.
So now I'm looking for a new place to park my rear while I paint in a quasi-standing position. I've checked out the local thrift stores and so far, nothing. It needs to be just the right height, with specific lean-to-standing ratio. If that is really a ratio, I'm not sure - but I'll know when I see it.
I've started looking online at all the modern bar stools available to ship to Canada. And I confess, I'm loving the selection. I'll keep you posted on what I come up with.
In other news, I've finished up the last of my "large" painting commissions this week. As some of you may have heard, I am no longer taking on any commissions larger than 8x10 inches. And that might get smaller and smaller as I focus more on the important things in my life.
Like tiny paintings that make me happy...
.... and a really good cup of coffee!