Here's my box of the seven pieces completed so far. The ones on the left were gallery-wrapped by me, and the three on the right were re-mounted with Barbara's help. You can see the improvement--wrinkles eliminated, nice square corners. This is not easy to do. It will take some practice; fortunately I have a year to work on the series.
That was Tuesday. Wednesday morning I went out to look for the newspaper and discovered a large, flat package on my front step. It turned out to be a wonderful birthday gift from my sister GeeGee--a Guatemalan mola beautifully stretched and framed. I wandered around the house looking for the perfect placement, and decided that the red wall in the master bath would set it off the best.
On my monitor, the wall looks almost coral. It's not--that is a nice Indian red which almost perfectly matches the knitted hand towel hanging below (made by friend Margot). In any case, the mola looks great in this room decorated with Talavera tiles and 1955-style black and white floor and counters.
And I love the caduceus with the birds in the mola. It's good to memorialize all those years in nursing, even though I don't practice these days.
So, today I am another year older. Son Phil and I share the same birthday; we will celebrate this evening with a festive dinner.