Moving Pictures

Moving sucks. Good news is that we've set a goal for September 21st as the big moving day. It won't be the end of it, but at least we'll actually be living in the new house after that point. Assuming we can keep that date. The only writing news is that I've been named the municipal liaison for NaNoWriMo in my area. I'm stilling editing and waiting on all other fronts. Everything else is moving related.

For something completely different, I finished painting my room and here is the end result:

The big mural.

How this started was that I was staring at the blank wall wondering what the hell I was doing with my life. I had already resigned myself to doing a large mural but had yet to design it. I had recently seen Rembrandt's "Night Watch" and it had left an impact. Several thoughts later, I had the mural compulsively designed in my mind. The end product is 90% of what I envisioned. So proud of all my hard work I even initialed the damn thing.

Corners



The Door

Above the Shelf. I didn't paint the shelf.

 

The far side of the wall.

 





Window Wall. The latter is not a part of the art.

Squares. Ignore the Ethernet cables.

Well, that's my room. What sucks is that most of this will be covered by shelves, desks, and bookcases. But that's life. If you happen to run across this and have any questions/comments/praise/hatred, the comment box is below. It was fun to paint, but it took a hellish long time. Maybe by the time we move next I'll have forgotten how hard it was to do.