Thursday, May 25, 2006

red door FINIS


This is my door after five coats of paint (dad keeps mixing that up with twenty) and twenty hours of work. It needed to be good.

And then dad smashed my door with a long piece of metal, and it is now imperfect, flawed, depraved.

But the healing powers of paint have been quite effective.

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