Joshua

I started painting on old wood windows when my greenhouse was built. I'd like to tell you more about that - it's all your Papa Joe's design, creation and fabrication. Every single piece of that building except for the quarry stone - he (we) salvaged from ANOTHER victorian house we tore down, piece by tiny piece, the summer of 1988 when we landed in Baker City. It was a busy summer. Your dad was six and Josh was ten.

So Papa Joe put all of that together, framed all those windows in using only materials he had salvaged. He built the walls out of the quarry stone we got from a local quarry so that the stone matched the foundation of our house. We lived in a historic district so everything had to go through these ridiculous councils for approval but we persevered. The building inspector at the time was sympathetic and enthusiastic about what we were doing with that property. The address is 2022 Resort. It's still there but has returned to the condition we bought it in.

One of the windows I painted was 22x60 - something like that, with maybe 6 panes. So I painted this animation on the panes. Later I redid it with some sort of animation/drawing software I found on the internet. This was in 1998-02 when the internet was a much different thing.

This video is called Moving Day, Into the Attic. You spent the night here a couple of times. You slept with your parents on my air mattress. One morning everybody woke up on the floor because the air had gone out. I remember feeling especially deeply for your mom when she woke up. I was always worried she would never get enough sleep. You, on the other hand, slept like a log.