A friend who came to visit yesterday asked…’ummm…is this the umm…same cleaned up desk you posted on Instagram just a couple of weeks ago? < Meep.>
Yes. Unfortunately. I have this ongoing tussle with the surface of my desk. Many moons ago, my husband refinished this old teacher’s desk which looked nearly black with its years of dirt and grime. He discovered it was made from a gorgeous tiger oak. I remember our awe as the swirled and striped golden wood came to life. I know he cringes when he sees (or DOESN’T see) this desk…in its present state (which might be called “usual”), you wouldn’t be able to tell it was made of wood, much less of tiger oak!
I have drawn and painted this desk so many times throughout the years. Perhaps it has become a symbol of my life…a microcosm of all that makes up my life: there’s my ukulele, pics of my children and husband, a basket of yarns for soon-to-be-made projects, a print of Genevieve crocheting, a pottery box I made filled with stuff I just know I need to keep, books currently being read…or not, files of important papers, receipts, kid’s stuff, a huge pile of important papers that have yet to be filed, my sock box, my ipad, speakers for playing music from the ipad, another pile of stuff I need to tend to sooner than the other larger pile, a pile of fabric projects I’d like to get to, a cool ceramic jar that looks like a paint can which a student at my school gave me, pinwheels, pinwheels, and more pinwheels (can you tell I love pinwheels?) a birthday balloon that apparently NEVER loses its air, my Origami Shrug I wear when I’m chilly, and another pottery jar I made holding markers and pens, and oh golly yet another pottery jar holding beads, knitting needles, etc.
AND THIS IS ONLY THE SURFACE OF THE DESK!!!
**I’ll not divulge what’s underneath it, or stacked around it. You get the idea.
…to be continued. 🙂