So here I was, crazy busy with a hundred things, looking at a used Dogloo trying to figure out what I could squeeze into my already tight schedule...
Of course I saw trees! The spaces between the faux ice bricks instantly translated to tree trunks and branches and the idea of a dog tree house was born.
My first step was to scrub and prime the Dogloo, which I managed to do just four days before my deadline -
Three days to deadline and I had the time to start the trees themselves - having only a rudimentary plan in my mind, I started laying paint to Dogloo, without any sketches or real idea of where I was going - not at all the way I normally work, but then again, I don't usually paint dog houses, either...
I had started this project feeling like it was a chore - yes I had said I would do it, but it was more like one of those instances of "it seemed like a good idea at the time" but not so much when I had to work it into everything else I was already committed to.
But somewhere along the way, painting trees without any plan, it became fun...
The day before my deadline was the day it all had to happen - it was a completely free day for getting this project done - the deadline day was Second Saturday, when I spend the afternoon to evening at my midtown studio while crowds of people come through for the monthly art party in Sacramento. This particular Saturday also included several family errands and complications (like so many Saturdays do) so Friday was work day.
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Sparky was content to hang out in the backyard, chase of birds and a neighbor cat, roll in the grass and leave me alone for most of the day. But in typical Stafford fashion, by mid afternoon she wanted to be in the middle of what I was doing and by the time I was done, she was trying to sit on my lap, or my foot, or lean against me & generally hinder my progress.
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Sometime around noon I was able to put on the first coat of varnish, the second coat at 1 p.m. - two coats would have to suffice as my plan was to be at the Kennedy before 3 p.m....
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