Nancy and I used to wistfully ponder re imagining the upstairs of her store on Broad Street in Rome, Georgia. It might become my studio and perhaps eventually an old folks home with us as the sole residents. Generally after looking at the space it wouldn't be too long before one of us would look at the other and say "Well, maybe someday". The space in its raw state was aptly dubbed "The Terror" by our friend and Nancy's store manager Stephanie. Well, unfortunately, it was the beginning of summer when I decided to take on the challenge of making The Terror habitable as my studio, for hopefully, a very small amount of cash . Luckily, Billy Osborne "Ozzy" our friend, was strong and up for the task of being my right and sometimes left hands. Seven or 8 months, a hundred or so 90-100 plus degree days and 14000 lbs of plaster, mortar, and lath (they weigh it when you drop it at the dump), all put in black plastic construction bags with a little pink bow on each. I would bag and Billy would deliver down 25 steps to my van on Broad St. then on to the dump. Oh, I almost forgot, I am a wee bit hindered by longstanding persistent atrial fibrillation and congestive heart failure. So, you can see it was a real test for me. I'm nothing if not persistent.
Anyway, that was the demolition. The rest, while still rather warm was more tolerable. I am very happy with my newish work space and man cave. I hope my visitors like it too. It's a nice place to be surrounded by abundant art and music...and the occasional friend who will dare venture inside...The Terror!