Yep, it's still up there. I know, I know, "what, four more days, big deal!" Well things have changed. Still clinging tight to the ceiling, however, when I came home today I found the balloon was in my dinning room. Big deal? No, just weird as it would of had to drop its altitude by at least 20 inches to get beneath a 24 inch wide concrete ceiling support. See for yourself.
Now how could this balloon lower itself under that support? There is no breeze to speak of in here. I doubt the air pressure could change that drastically in my house to alter temporary alter it's lofty pursuit. I'm at a total loss? Unless of course it's Rachel messing with me...
Saturday, February 24, 2007
Day 55 - Totally defying gravity and clinging to my ceiling since New Years Eve, the balloon still floats. "I thought it would have given up the ghost a week after the New Year began, shows you what I know," I was quoted as thinking. How I resisted sucking the precious gas into my lungs to speak like a munchkin for the delight of my friends and neighbors immediately following the Midnight festivities still remains a mystery in itself. Stay posted this could in fact be a worlds record.
Stretcher Strip Heaven
My good friend, Artist Kathryn to my benefit began her spring cleaning early this year. After years of moving a box full of 24" stretcher strips around her house, she decided to part with them. It was me or Goodwill, "are you kidding, sure I'll take them'!" Now, what to do with them? hmmm... I have this idea... (to be continued...)
The Long Way Home
...and finally, my latest work. Titled "The Long Way Home" This is a route I take to avoid traffic on Holcomb Bridge Rd from time to time. Beautiful stretch of road with bike/running/walking paths along the Chattahoochee River in Roswell. Oil on canvas, 40" x 30" part of a continuing series of paintings. Light breaking through a dark wooded area, creating somewhat of a tunnel vision effect.