Painted Steps
Here on Portland Street, at the foot of an entrance to an apartment, there looks to have been a 'painting' accident. When I came across it, it was dry and seemed to have been there for awhile. My 7th grade art teacher, Mr. B-, would not have been pleased. His room was the cleanest art space I have ever witnessed, and I've been in a few. He and his room were both pretty tidy. We usually lose track of our early teachers, but this guy and I crossed tracks again about 15 years later when he cast our wedding bands. Elenka designed our rings, and Gary melted down our high school rings, added some gold and Viola! We had our rings. All told, I think it cost us about $28 for some extra gold. One of the best deals I ever got. And I got a wife thrown in too!
Oh, I'll pay for that last comment.
No you won't.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad I was 'thrown' in. I could have been thrown OUT!
Those steps are in need of a good cleaning. Interesting tale about your art teacher. I wonder if you could get the same bargain today.
ReplyDeleteElenka - you wouldn't have been thrown out. Birdman knows a good thing when he sees it! BTW - I love the wedding ring story.
ReplyDeleteha ha. :)
ReplyDeleteWhat a great story! That was very clever of you two.
ReplyDeleteGold was less expensive back in the day, eh!
ReplyDeleteFunny post. Like the painted stairs -- looks like moss growing up the stairs. -- barbara
ReplyDeleteI'm just guessing that this place is not often shown in Portland's shelter magazines.
ReplyDeleteMan, sometimes you skate awfully close to that thin ice!
Too funny! The paint makes for an exciting entrance.
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