On Monday Dad and I ran to north county to take back the Summers' tile saw, that we so much appreciated. Dad had used it for the sauna shower stall, and for doing Darby's two bathrooms, a few years back.
Lucky for me, Dad dropped me off at the DI in AF when he went to do so, because I paid $10 for this very well-done original painting. I just love it.
but I did miss getting to see the Summers new pool. I can't wait for my turn to take the plunge.
Also, on Monday we went to see the eye doctor. She wrote me a prescription and promised it would be good. She took into account some astigmatism as well as the fact that my eyes focus on slightly different levels. Yeah. Dad was not so lucky, as she found a tear in his retina. However, she called the eye surgery department upstairs, and they called back the surgeon who did the 'touch welding' at 40 points around the tear. The only problem is that now he has to have cateract surgery.
On Tuesday I straightened the displays in my clearance booth so I could list the display pieces on Facebook Market Place.
This cupboard is one that we took out of the library alcove here in the house, that in the 30's was a kitchen prep area, and is now a closet under the stairs going to the garret where our room is now.
I have had so much interest in this French Provencial cupboard, but no buyers, mainly because it is one piece.
Dad came in later to move this corner of my booth, which was out two inches further than it should be. Here he and another dealer Aaron work on the moving.
Here are Dad, Tim and Aaron consulting.
Almost done. Aaron had the idea to open up the corner that would have a very small u space. Great idea.
On Wednesday Caish and Mckay Echols ... They are the only hipsters I knew before I knew the word. I worked with her in Young Woman's before our first mission. Then they went off to med school in the midwest, he is now doing his residency in Kentucky. Such cute kiddos.
The funny thing is that this guy came in wearing this shirt the same day.
On Thursday I sent Dad these pictures, to show how much of the merchanise in my 75% off booth has been depleted. He and I will be clearing it out tomorrow, as part of making it easier for my friend Mary to keep up my booths while I am gone. I am also moving out of my outside booth there.
I sold a lot more things on Friday and Saturday too, so its even sparser than this.
Also, on Thursday, I worked on the signature of the painting I had bought on Monday, and then hung on Tuesday for sale at the mall for $100. Something kept telling me it might be a Utah artist. I didn't come to a conclusion, but took these pictures of it ...
And the signature, then on Thursday night I worked on it, even consulting AI, before discovering that it was this gal.
LaVieve H. Earl, and she was a Utah Artist, and she grew up in Payson (her maiden name was Huish) and married a local boy who made good in business. They later lived in Provo and donated heavily to BYU and funded scholarships, including one to artists.
Here's our Brittany with her signature style at a real-estate conference this week She's having great success, not surprisingly, since she has the perfect networking personality. Makes a Mom proud.
And just for kicks and giggles, Dad wants to share this map of the new mission in Texas which is called the North Dallas Mission.
The people on the left are the mission presidents of the new mission, which includes the Bonham ward. And furthermore Elder Silver, whose parents live in our ward, was just made one of the zone leaders for the area that includes the Bonham ward, which is Emily and Sam's ward. We expect that Emily will figure out a way to feed him. Sister Silver spoke in church today and talked about him. He sounds pretty amazing.
And our beautiful Missionary Eva, is posting missionary joy on Instagram. It makes me smile every time I see one.
On Friday morning I headed out early enough to pick up the painting at the antique mall before anyone had a chance to buy it. Then I stopped at DI where I found this Hobby Lobby faux crafted odd drawer construction. I'd always wanted one, but it was too big for the car, and I was on my way to work at the Grove. Yep, you guessed it, My Hero, Dad, came and picked it up.
I worked the shift at the Grove.
Friday evening, Janess Morgan, my former Primary Teaching Partner, came by to share some of her writings with me. When I had visited her the week before, concerned about her choice to leave teaching primary, we talked about her writing. She mentioned how bathing her grandmother and mother in their old age, was a sort of a spiritual experience. (She is on the cusp of caring for her older brother during his end-of-life experience, which is why she needed to be released as a Primary Teacher.) Since I had had a similar experience in showering my Mom, during the year before she came to live with us. It was lovely to hear her poetic prose. I will miss her.
On Saturday I headed out to hit a couple of estates sales. Both had been purposely misnamed, and I was very frustrated, purchasing only one item at each. Fortunately, I stopped at DI on the way home and ran into this dress, which you will see me wearing the next day. But the funny thing is that the yellow dress that I wore as a top for years, is hanging at the DI on the same rack in Springville, where Dad donated it along with left-overs from my garage sale. How funny is that?
Look who celebrated their 29th anniversary on that day. Wow, how cute are they.
Then Dad and I started talking about how many other Utah Artist painting I own. You may recall that this one was painted as a commission for the church in the 1920's. The artist painted additional copies of the first original, but the others were also 'original paintings' by the artist. So, I looked him up. Yep, he is a listed Utah artist, Lewis A, Ramsey.
Of course, my newest painting by LaVieve H. Earl
This is the painting I found at an antique show last year, that was painted by WW Perkins, Grandpa Milt's brother and a listed Utah artist.
This painting was done by a Utah Artist, who is copying a classic painting.
The signature here, Carol Harding, puts the name of the original artist under her own, She is another Utah Artist.
This is the painting I kept. It is by Bess E. Gourley. I owned and sold a half a dozen of her paintings, but after starting to collect Utah Artists, I knew that she was a gettable get. She was a professor at BYU who gave away and sold the paintings she did as a professor in demonstrations. She also gifted many. I've seen a lot of them. Another dealer, who knew I wanted to buy one of hers, brought this one up, from another dealer's booth, it was $35. I was beside myself with joy.
This is the painting, by WW Perkins, that Dad inherited.
I also have this painting that I bought at my first $100 show by Dan Wilson, who is now famous for his paintings of Christ. I think he is probably considered to be a listed artist.
And then, of course, this pencil portrait of Debbie, by her husband, James Avati, who is listed for his sculptures. That makes 8 in all.
That afternoon I finally took the bull by horns and cleared and cleaned out the garden house with some help from Dad. The little house was filled with vines. The floor had been flooded by the sprinkler repeatedly and was filthy. Not to mention tons of dust, yes ... a sad story. It took me three hours ...
But here is the satisfying product. And in the middle back you can see the original painting by our very favorite Utah artist, Eva Jean. She painted it as a commission for me when she was 12. And if you look extra hard, think finding Waldo here, you can see my very favorite Utahn,
Here are the before and after of the front door.
Then here I am at Church with my friend Cara Carter and her daughter Karas. Cara is wearing a Marimekko patterned dress, and she knew it was Marimekko (a Finnish Design Co.) I was so impressed.
So that was our week. We hope you managed to keep anxiously engaged in whatever it is that bring you joy.
