Here is a view from my art lair down in the basement which used to be a small workshop that had been abandoned for years, mired high in mice poop and sawdust. After a heavy clean from top to bottom it is now a homey little place where I can work and not freeze. This view is through the window that I open to let out the toxic fumes of oil and mineral spirits. As I write this it is snowing in big soft flakes falling gently to the ground capturing the essence of a snow globe. Just 10 minutes away going east there is almost no snow at all and here we have at least a half a foot. I am grateful for having snow this Christmas, having not any in since living in California for the last 5 years.