In the Garden of Light and Shadow

Ah yes, balance...

Love this JAF!!! Very sexy!! ;)

(P.S.; You missed a spot)
Balance is something I am sorely lacking in at present..
Oh excellent painting skills! I have a room that could use your delicate touch. Thank you for sharing. :)
Hah! You'll find I'm quite the expensive painter.. room and board along with meals for a few days.
 
Well, that’s definitely a way to make sure you don’t get paint on your clothes! (And it makes cleanup easier, also.) However, I see that you’re not using a dropcloth, so your carpet is at risk. OTOH, a close look at your brush seems to show that it doesn’t actually have any paint on it. Could it be that this is merely a posed photo shoot, and not in-process documentation of your labor??? Sakes alive, who’d a thunk it!!! ;);):ROFLMAO:
(And yes, I know there’s real work going on, and you took this opportunity to find a bit of that balance.)

Good that you seem to have a lead test kit - that’s always important in older homes. I hope those Solo cups aren’t being used for drinking; food/drink and construction materials should be kept separate for safety.
(Please don’t mind my teasing about technique. It’s meant to be good-natured, and I know all too well how much work is involved if you want to do the job right and well. Hang in there, it will be finished eventually.)
 
Well, that’s definitely a way to make sure you don’t get paint on your clothes! (And it makes cleanup easier, also.) However, I see that you’re not using a dropcloth, so your carpet is at risk. OTOH, a close look at your brush seems to show that it doesn’t actually have any paint on it. Could it be that this is merely a posed photo shoot, and not in-process documentation of your labor??? Sakes alive, who’d a thunk it!!! ;);):ROFLMAO:
(And yes, I know there’s real work going on, and you took this opportunity to find a bit of that balance.)

Good that you seem to have a lead test kit - that’s always important in older homes. I hope those Solo cups aren’t being used for drinking; food/drink and construction materials should be kept separate for safety.
(Please don’t mind my teasing about technique. It’s meant to be good-natured, and I know all too well how much work is involved if you want to do the job right and well. Hang in there, it will be finished eventually.)
You're right- it was technically before painting for the day had begun in earnest, so the trim brush was clean still. The roller was in the paint tray waiting for me. 😅 The carpet has been left uncovered due to it being scheduled for replacement in a few weeks.

The solo cups were being used to hold paint for smaller touch up jobs and vinegar for activation of the lead paint test strips.
 
You're right- it was technically before painting for the day had begun in earnest, so the trim brush was clean still. The roller was in the paint tray waiting for me. 😅 The carpet has been left uncovered due to it being scheduled for replacement in a few weeks.

The solo cups were being used to hold paint for smaller touch up jobs and vinegar for activation of the lead paint test strips.

Yep, figured all that was going on, and that the cups held color samples or similar things. Sounds like you’ve got lots of things to keep you busy and leave you worn out. Please pace yourself and be sure to take time to wind down and relax. I hope you’re not being driven by a completion deadline, but try and keep life in balance even if you are. Think of how good you’ll feel when it’s all done.
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her creativity is my kink.
there's nothing more seductive
than her
stripping down
to her original essence,
soaked in a feral flow state,
birthing galaxies from her genius.

i want her barefoot on the hardwood,
dancing in paint,
whispering poetry
to the sunrise,
paid in ecstasy
and eye contact
for simply being alive.

i want her calendar filled with nothing
but creation and kisses.

i’m building a world where
she doesn’t need to clock in because
her beauty already bends time.

i want to pay the bills
so she can pay attention
to the parts of her
this world taught her to abandon.

her job description?
bloom until the garden can’t
contain her.

her only responsibility?
reminding gravity
it can’t keep a woman like her
down.

her uniform?
poetry so naked
that truth feels overdressed.

her boss?
the rhythm of her breath.

her references?
the god that studied her heart
before creating
heaven.
the angels
birthed from the art
of her unedited expression.

her entire employment history
can be summed up in one line:
hired by life itself,
to remind every soul watching
that existence is
erotic.

she moans differently
when she’s dripping
in theta waves.

if i’m gonna be a provider,
let me provide her with overtime pay
to nap naked in the sunlight
on a thursday
while the wind writes love songs in her hair.

lingerie is cute and all,
but have you ever seen the lost art
of her unclenching her shoulders
and spreading open inside
her own limitlessness?
now.
that.
is.
fucking.
sexy.
-- Christopher Sexton
 
her creativity is my kink.
there's nothing more seductive
than her
stripping down
to her original essence,
soaked in a feral flow state,
birthing galaxies from her genius.

i want her barefoot on the hardwood,
dancing in paint,
whispering poetry
to the sunrise,
paid in ecstasy
and eye contact
for simply being alive.

i want her calendar filled with nothing
but creation and kisses.

i’m building a world where
she doesn’t need to clock in because
her beauty already bends time.

i want to pay the bills
so she can pay attention
to the parts of her
this world taught her to abandon.

her job description?
bloom until the garden can’t
contain her.

her only responsibility?
reminding gravity
it can’t keep a woman like her
down.

her uniform?
poetry so naked
that truth feels overdressed.

her boss?
the rhythm of her breath.

her references?
the god that studied her heart
before creating
heaven.
the angels
birthed from the art
of her unedited expression.

her entire employment history
can be summed up in one line:
hired by life itself,
to remind every soul watching
that existence is
erotic.

she moans differently
when she’s dripping
in theta waves.

if i’m gonna be a provider,
let me provide her with overtime pay
to nap naked in the sunlight
on a thursday
while the wind writes love songs in her hair.

lingerie is cute and all,
but have you ever seen the lost art
of her unclenching her shoulders
and spreading open inside
her own limitlessness?
now.
that.
is.
fucking.
sexy.
-- Christopher Sexton
That poem is incredibly sexy and so is your pic
 
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