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Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Below Stairs

Beneath the family history stairs (see previous blog) is a tiny bathroom that slants all the way to the bottom of the staircase.  The toilet is ancient but sturdy.  As a child, I would sit and study the map of New England that was taped to the underside of the stairs.  The map disappeared years ago.  In the 1990's (before I fancied myself an artist), I tried to paint a beach scene.  Where the map once ruled, there are now big, anatomically incorrect, footprints.  I should correct the images, or at the very least paint a Baedeker open in the nearby sand, but I won't.  They show me how far I've come.

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