Carpet arrives tomorrow. Today I realized
I’m gonna kinda miss this ol’ bare bathroom floor.
Over the past several weeks, I’ve watched the unpretentious marks develop into unplanned compositions, recording the history and story of this old floor.
It reminds me of the early 90’s when I moved into an old abandoned apartment in NYC. It hadn’t been lived in for at least 20 years and had 3 old layers of linoleum curling up from the floor. When I pulled up that old linoleum, I found a bunch of yellowed newspapers from the 1940’s with a bare oak hardwood floor underneath it. Made me wonder about who had lived in that space before me…..
Tomorrow the next layer in the story of this old house will be applied and my intrigue with the floor will fade. But I might just need to leave some such similar surprise as I found in my NY apartment, for a lucky future inhabitant of this place to discover one day.
Aye Ayn,
My kind of work. Did you have the old NYC floors sanded? Mallory and I sanded and sanded her apartment on W50th until the dust did us in. Love Bill
Aye Bill!
Actually, no, at the time I couldn’t afford to do the sanding and finishing, so instead, I ended up painting those floors – a deep blue I think. It kind of “went with” the rest of that apartment at the time….it was less than 350 sq ft. and the walls and ceiling had so many holes it took me 20 gallons of spackling compound to fill those all in! As I recall, you and Mallory did a great job on her apt. floors – that sure is a cool living space. XO Ayn