Sure, I'm at a bit of a standstill.

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That doesn't mean the gears have shut down.  I've been trying to think of a project for here at home.  While I have done maintenance, I haven't actually been creative.  When I finish the bathroom, and clean that room, I am going to begin planning an interior design project.  One room, possibly my bedroom or this, the computer room, is the target.  Nowhere near as high end, or even all at once.  A piece at a time, but solid pieces.  But more, a bit of paint, perhaps a bit of structure, that sort of thing.  And, really, starting by creating a roadmap and then beginning on it.  The whole cave would be too big to attempt at this point.  So, yes, just one room.  I have decided the theme.  Art Deco.  Oh, strange to be sure, to some folk.  But it has been of interest to me for a very long time.  A little fanciful period, here and gone, some say before I lived.

Not all art deco is to my taste.  There are elements of it I enjoy greatly.  The large structures, for example, do not work.  The Empire State Building, for example, might be beautiful, in a way, from afar.  If you live in it all of the charm is gone.  What, seen from a distance as alluring, looked out from, to my mind, seems more as a prison.  The elements of art deco I did enjoy, and still do, are the more personal, minor, and decorative touches.  Take a look at hood ornaments of the period, or in that mold, if you wish for a more likely set of notions.  Certainly, I do believe, it is a more manly art.  I could be wrong, but that is how I have always seen it.  Sure, there was Frank Lloyd Wright and Tiffany lamps for the ladies.  But women always have to be thrown a bone to say we are at least trying, or so it goes.  *rolls eyes*  Bribery works, I suppose.  Metal, glass, and wood, form wise, are where it is at for me.  Not so much most of the art or forms otherwise, unless they resemble those.  To be more precise about what of art deco catches my eye.

Imagine that desk, sized to my proportions, made for a corner, with a plush chair that allowed me to recline and view, or even nap?  Just... thinking.  Urhm, with an underdesk keyboard pullout, mind you.

Some pieces, potentially, over time, I might even be able to craft.  Oh, it would be tricky.  Bending wood takes a watertight system large enough to hold the pieces to be molded.  It might even have to be large enough to curl the wood around the form in stages.  The woodwork would be intricate and demanding.  Though the wood working system could be somewhat shoddy so long as it worked for the short term, as this wouldn't be a business.  Meaning I could cut corners and take a few more risks since the thing wouldn't be to scale, based on a loan, with a business plan demanding cutthroat tactics.  Then again, and as well, minor flaws in the product would not be an issue as I would be both the maker and end user.  I have been... itching for some work.  Though I probably ought to put together a solar oven or two, and a bench or two, and perhaps some shop lockers, and some other (more) minor things, before even thinking of something like this.  Still...

Hey, what have I got to lose in dreaming?  Later.

Oh, a bit of weeding, while calling for the prodigal daughter, then going out to where I thought I heard her.  I heard her when I didn't have shoes on, and she wouldn't come to me.  When I went out with shoes she, or whatever cat, was gone.  Sure sounded like her.  Then I thinned the corn.  I will wait for the turnips and kohlrabi to get a little taller, so as to have greens large enough to steam.  I just hating wasting good greens, now that I have a minor taste for them.  Hmm, ought to thaw some bacon to fry to add with it.  Combined that is a complete meal in my book.