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The drywall contractors dropped off 20 sheets of Sheetrock the other day, and it's been lying on my sad, sad bedroom floor, conveniently wrong side up, so last night I magicked some of it up.

A piece of Sheetrock with a large portrait photograph of DarkEmeralds taped to it, and the poem The Jewel by James Wright
That's my one and only professional portrait photo, which I had done for my 40th birthday and have had hidden in the back of a closet ever since. I wrote a little history of my time in this house on the back.

The writing is "The Jewel" by James Wright, my forever-favorite poem:

There is this cave
In the air behind my body
That nobody is going to touch:
A cloister
A silence
Closing around a blossom of fire.
When I stand upright in the wind
My bones turn to dark emeralds.

A couple of vigorous fellows came at 8:30 this morning, and had my drywall installed by 2:00. (One of them looked at my Sheetrock enhancement and asked, "What's that?" and I said, "Just some magic," and he kind of nodded, like, yeah, I've heard of that. Apparently people do this kind of thing all the time. Who knew?)

DarkEm's bedroom with raw drywall installed on walls and ceiling, and an incredibly dirty floor.
(Look at all my light fixtures! \o/)

Taping tomorrow morning, mudding tomorrow afternoon, sanding on Wednesday, and the contractor says I can paint by Saturday.

Crossposted from Dreamwidth, where there are comment count unavailable comments.


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Apr. 1st, 2014 04:14 am (UTC)
Oh, that is just *PERFECT*!! *YOU* are magic!!
Apr. 1st, 2014 05:57 am (UTC)
Heh. I dunno about that. Drywall is magic, as far as I'm concerned.

Izzat you, Roxy?
Apr. 1st, 2014 01:28 pm (UTC)
Yes! It's me, all secret and stuff!

My roxymissrose LJ won't let me log on because of "security reasons". Apparently I tried to log on one time too many--as in twice. *fumes*

'course, right now, I'm just being too lazy to bother. :D
Apr. 1st, 2014 04:42 pm (UTC)
So, I must ask: Are you a member of a famous Halloween family, or do you pose a question to the Duke of Jazz?
Apr. 3rd, 2014 02:47 pm (UTC)
Ha! Neither, actually! It's from Terry Pratchett's Reaper Man, in which Death takes a holiday and is accosted by a little girl, who says, "You are a skelington, aren't you? I can tell because of he bones."

Death replies, YOU ARE MISTAKEN SMALL CHILD, because Death always speaks in caps. This little exchange in a book full of hilarious bits made me fall off my chair the first time I read it.

But I do tip my hat to the Duke as well! :D
Apr. 4th, 2014 02:50 am (UTC)
I LOVE Terry Pratchett's Death, and how he always talks in all caps. I know I read Reaper Man once upon a time in a huge Pratchett bender, but it's been so long that I need to go back and revisit Discworld.

Now that you've explained your username, I see clearly that it has just the one L. But still...you have a Duke Ellington icon!
Apr. 4th, 2014 03:18 am (UTC)
I can't tell you why...you'll have to ask Ellington. ;D
Apr. 1st, 2014 07:00 am (UTC)
Excellent! It reminds me of the writing people sometimes find when they strip layers of wallpaper, a connection to someone who lived there before them.

Are you going to be doing that magic mixture of colours which melds into a lovely variegated surface? Sorry, I can't remember what the technique is called.
Apr. 1st, 2014 05:04 pm (UTC)
The color-meshing technique is something I glommed onto because it's suited to faulty wall surfaces--gives a kind of "ancient" look that accords pretty well with cracks and buckling. With brand-new, smooth, perfect, not-a-single-nail-hole walls, I'm really tempted to go with the plainest possible satin finish, something I've never been able to do before.

I'm still deciding.
Apr. 1st, 2014 09:19 am (UTC)
The capitalisation in your handwritten version of the poem is interesting... Needed emphasis?

Do you know where that bit ended up? (And which way up, for that matter?)

Sounds like that dude knew what's what. Magic is everywhere, I keep telling you :D
Apr. 1st, 2014 09:56 am (UTC)
"Sounds like that dude knew what's what." Yes!!
Apr. 1st, 2014 09:59 am (UTC)
There are more quietly magical dudes out there than one might expect, and they're usually the practical, hands-on sort rather than the amuletted showy sort. More magical dames, too. I think in general that more faith and magic goes into things than society would be entirely comfortable with if it were openly admitted.
Apr. 1st, 2014 05:12 pm (UTC)
Agreed. The amuletted, showy sort I wouldn't trust with my magic--let alone with my drywall. Heh. I had many interactions with that type back in the 80s. Heck, I was that type back in the 80s. Well, a little bit.

I think perhaps craft is craft, and people who manifest things in the physical world just fundamentally understand forms of magic.
Apr. 1st, 2014 05:08 pm (UTC)
He's a friendly, chatty fellow, but very hardworking and not a native speaker of English, so I wasn't able to discuss nuances with him. But yeah, he seemed to "grok" the idea pretty completely.
Apr. 1st, 2014 05:06 pm (UTC)
It was a very hurried, spur-of-the-moment bit of "calligraphy" so I guess we can read the capitalization as subconscious symbolism.

No clue where it ended up. It was a total let-it-go situation. It's in there somewhere.
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Apr. 3rd, 2014 02:19 am (UTC)
Thanks. It's funny--I can no longer really write with a regular pen. Lack of practice and some hand arthritis. So was a nice surprise to find that with a great big felt-tip marker I'm still quite legible.

Hm. It must have to do with whole-arm versus finer hand movements.
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