Three Days Late
I had an epiphany this morning. It happened whilst I was walking past the fridge and into the bathroom. In passing, I glanced at the top of the fridge where my papier maché masks have been reposing (tip: it is really warm there and a good drying area).
For the twentieth time I idly wondered where on earth I had stowed the remainder of the gesso after I had the Incident with the Uneven Paving (which occurred approximately at 11:40am, on the 7th of September, 2010). As I prepared to blow-dry my hair suddenly I saw my eyes brighten in my reflection. Of course! Under the kitchen sink!
I immediately put down my styling tools and rushed to investigate. Removing a plastic tub and assorted cleaning products, I discovered the gesso nestled there in the basket filled with furniture polish (never used), disposable plastic gloves (for when I chop chillies and other disagreeable culinary tasks) and forgotten mosquito coils (oops, abject apologies to my New Year’s Eve al fresco dinner guests), amongst other sundry items.
Hooray, at last I can complete the next step before painting my masks!
January 6th was actually Epiphany, but better late than never.