"Lucy" the Humanobile metal sculpture in front of some French limestone column shafts and clay pots from Morocco.
Our big table saw has cut miles and miles of stone since we first got it. It has been letting us down a bit this past few weeks. We can usually get advice from the people who custom made it for us. Unfortunately, it being August and them being at the beach, with every other self-respecting Frenchman, we have been waiting until work resumed. Today's advice was to put a fan in the electrical cabinet in case it was over-heating. My office in a corrugated metal building, mid afternoon on a 97 degree-in-the-shade day swiftly became unpleasant 'cos they took my fan!
A few days have zoomed by since I began this post. August has turned into September. The days are speeding up since we were told, earlier this week, that the property housing our business has been sold and we must vacate by the end of the month.
We've been working like demons to finish as many orders as possible. Once we start moving it will be at least a couple of weeks before we can gear up again. We've barely had time to look at a couple of alternative spaces. Tomorrow will be spent driving around different areas to see where we might find a part indoor, part outdoor, properly zoned and customer friendly spot that won't break the bank and is available right now. Of course, we will have to wait until Tuesday to contact anyone because of the holiday weekend.
So why are we not panicked and distraught? Because we've started from scratch before, I guess. We know we can get through this. Change almost always turns out to be good. In this case we are talking about structuring things differently to free up The Artistic One from supervision of all things work-shop. We'll have other people make some custom orders in France and ship them rather than doing it all ourselves. The designs and customers will still be ours. I might even get a cleaner, more presentable showroom-like environment. It must still be bohemian and interesting but the leaky roof and indoor pigeon-infestation were hard to spin into charming accessories. I've always had to watch that The Artistic One didn't run over any clients as he stormed around on his Formula One fork-lift.
We are not bored! We are no longer stuck in a rut! "Why the Heck Not?" is our watchword for now. (Of course any chance of time with a horse just galloped away into the distance for a while. "Equus-Interruptus" that's me. (Take that, spell-check!)