Mystery and Mess

Getting down to the basement is about 90% procrastination and about 10% actual work.

Even a brief descent though yields a treasure.

The other day I went down oh so briefly with my brother, I  just moved some of his

paintings around. The one that remained in front of the pile was the one that hung for years in the

back hall at our family home.

It is a wonderful painting he did of a living room of a place he knew well. He used to  care for some

elderly Greek people on the next block. It is a poignant colorful painting of their living room. The

 red carpet, small TV, table, brown upholstered chair show the feeling of the room The walls are

painted light blue.

There is a bookcase in the corner.  One can feel the presence of those who sat in the chair and

walked up the stairs on the left of the painting. It is a beautiful painting. Lonely, poignant and

evocative..and now it is upstairs,out of the basement...Another treasure....revealed and rescued....