Um, it seems more difficult to do a daily painting or drawing during the summer. I'll try to do something new tomorrow. In the meantime, R suggested I tell an anecdote.
So here is one- two days ago I walked into a house built in 1973 and it had a wet bar immediately inside the front door. It was before the coat closet, even, and there was vinyl flooring in the area. The 70's must have been pretty stressful if people had to burst in the front door and shakily pour themselves a drink before taking off their coats. Oh, and there was mirrored wallpaper with velvet flecks behind the bar. I picture the homeowner of 1973 as sporting sideburns, and a large belt buckle.
