Author JT Twissel
My Taj Mahal
Beyond the door I posted yesterday is my messy studio. Built by my husband, my father and my son over the space of about five years, it provided an ideal bonding experience for all three. There were some disagreements as the project expanded from a simple eight by eight structure to what it is today. (My neighbor once joked that we were building the Taj Mahal!)
We call it The Teahouse.
Of course, traditional teahouses do not have aluminum roofs but this is California where a thatched roof and paper walls are not practical. There are four barn-style doors that open to allow cross ventilation – a necessity when you’re addicted to painting with oils.
I don’t get down to my Taj Mahal as often as I should. All of this editing, blogging, tweeting, and creating a presence on social media has greatly cut into my painting. The last time I went down there, I discovered that a mouse colony had taken up residence in my paint box. Sorry mice. I’m not Bob Ross! You’ve got to find new digs.
#ThursdayDoors: My Favorite Doors
Originally I decided not to participate in Norm Frampton’s #ThursdayDoors event because it’s been a rough and trying week. Two deaths, one of them a suicide, both unexpected. Instead I took a walk down to my favorite place.
My favorite door is the panel in the middle. It’s a barn-style door hanging from hinges thus it slides to one side to “open.” What do you think it reveals?
Hugh’s Photo Challenge – Pairs
The post is in response to Hugh’s photo challenge. Check it out.
These two sit together every afternoon and watch the sun go down, the leaves change colors, and the wind knock over the umbrella but they never met (as far as I know). One was a professional model (can you guess which one?)
Some background: Like many writers, I’m also an artist. When my children were small I decided having oil painting equipment sitting around, specifically turpentine, was not good for them so I switched to something I’d always wanted to try – sculpture.
Sculpting is a lot like writing. First you manhandle a blob until it vaguely resembles a human. Then you begin the unending process of adding and removing clay, in the same way as writers remove and add words.
#ThursdayDoors: Carousel
When I was a child these were my favorite doors! Who doesn’t love a carousel? Last Saturday found this carousel during a Halloween celebration in Howarth Park (Santa Rosa) thus all the children (and many of the adults) were in costume.
Check out other Thursday Doors on Norm Frampton’s blog.
Here’s a link to some of the world’s “must see” carousels. Which is your favorite? Mine, of course, is the one on Pier 39 in San Francisco.
Tomorrow, as promised, the conclusion of Brownie Fright Night!
WordlessWednesday – Reflections NYC
#ThursdayDoors – Brooklyn Bridge
Here’s my addition to Norm Frampton’s always fascinating #ThursdayDoors challenge. Check out other doors here
You would think on a Monday afternoon in October this bridge would be an enjoyable walk. Unfortunately it was packed with tourists. The worst part (and I’ll probably get in hot water for saying this) were the bicyclists in a hurry to get somewhere. Especially if some poor unsuspecting tourist from Slovenia inadvertently stepped into their sacred space to get a picture.
I thought this building was very interesting considering the current debate over illegal immigrants. Harkens back to the time when we welcomed the poor and needy.
#WordlessWednesday – Gnome on a Home
#ThursdayDoors – Brooklyn
Today a break from Brownie Fright Night to participate in Norm Frampton’s #ThursdayDoors event! I took these pics while walking to dinner in the Prospect Heights section of Brooklyn. The neighborhood is still a little iffy but I’m glad we were brave (or drunk enough) to walk through it!












