The Flood of 2014: Opportunity Rears Its Head

As many of you know, we had water permeate the first and second levels of our home – which includes our gallery, studio and workshop spaces. I never knew water could cause such disaster…well, I knew it could BUT never experienced it in my home to this extent. It all got repaired and we had our anniversary celebration – four years of business. We had a fantastic weekend, great sales, and wonderful clients wished us well.

And then the water struck again. One week after we were back in business, more water dripped out of the ceiling in the gallery. ARE YOU KIDDING ME? I had choice words that flew through my brain, and then edited those choice words before they came out of my mouth. UGH! Major ugh! The plumber came and found the leak and fixed it, and now we have three new holes in the ceiling that need to be repaired. Have you heard the saying “come hell or high water” – well we’ve had the high water, lived through the hell…so good things must be coming our way….and they are.

I know God has a great sense of humor and a heavenly sense of timing. With all these months of mess, frustration, demolition dry wall dust, broken toilets on the porch, and empty walls, a new opportunity has come our way. On June 1st, we are expanding. You read correctly, in three days we are expanding. We will be opening a space at Westside Market in Atlanta. Here is a link to that webpage:

We are going to feature furniture and art with a target audience of designers and decorators. We move everything in this weekend, woo hoo!!! Who knew that one of the outcomes of the flood of 2014 was expansion…especially when all I wanted to do was cry and eat ice cream! But God had better ideas, bigger ideas, new ideas for our future…He poured hope into our heads and kept our dreams alive. In the midst of mess opportunity reared its head.

My encouraging words to us all (even as I stare at those three huge holes in my gallery ceiling) is to never lose hope. Somewhere in the midst of your darkest hours there is the tiniest glimmer of an idea, a thought, a hopeful song you might barely understand…that is hope. One of my favorite songs has the following words..

There can be miracles when you believe, though hope is frail, it’s hard to kill – who knows what miracles you can achieve - when you believe somehow you will – you will when you believe

Don’t give up even in your darkest hour. Sometimes the best plan is to sit still, crawl into the fetal position and wait out the storm. That tiny spark of an idea or thought or crazy notion sitting in the dustiest corner of your mind may just be the thing that changes your world. Though hope is frail, it is hard to kill – or in our case drowned.

Success happens when opportunity and preparedness meet. In our case preparedness “flooded” into our world through gallons and gallons of water. It’s a long story of how we found our expanded space, so stay tuned for that post…and keep feeding that crazy idea until it has strength to stand on its own. You’re not crazy, you have hope, and opportunity rears its head at the strangest of times!

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Dry Wall Dust: Friend or Foe?

Well it’s official, our flood was a stage three in terms of the insurance company. What that means is that anything the water touched has to be replaced or destroyed. UGH!

At this point I have talked to at least 5 different claim’s adjusters, three or four cleaning crews, and one contractor – oh and let’s not forget the plumber. Everyone has been very nice, helpful and explained the “process” very well. And our house, studio, gallery and workshop are torn to pieces. And now the real fun begins….

So I choose to be thankful. There is a mess, and later this week EVERYTHING on the first floor and in our lower level goes into a POD for storage during construction. It will probably take 5-6 weeks to complete all the construction and rebuild. So I choose to be thankful. We have a saying in our bedroom that states:

       We tend to seek happiness, when happiness is actually a choice…

So in light of ALL this mess (literally) we are making the choice to be thankful. We are thankful for insurance, thankful for vendors who are good at their jobs, and thankful that our beautiful home and gallery will be all better in several weeks.

Yes, this means we are closed until probably a weekend in May. So stay tuned, we will keep you posted on our progress…and be thankful! We are!!!

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Water, Water everywhere and not a drop to drink…

Water is a powerful force;  it brings life, it causes death, it wipes things clean and wipes them out. It is small, sleek and able to change the course of objects much larger than itself. Friday evening I discovered water pouring down from the ceiling of our gallery. There was between one and two inches of wetness moving quickly across the space. It had spread into our studios and wood working shop and the mess was growing, until we turned off the water to the house. Ugh - that’s not what I said when I found it!!! But now I have perspective.

I am thankful for insurance. I know a great deal of artists who do not have insurance for their art or their workspaces because they cannot afford it. So we are fortunate. I was able to start the claim process and call a vendor who came within two hours and started the clean up process. In total we have 21 fans and 5 industrial dehumidifiers working to dry out all the spaces impacted by the water.

Only a couple of paintings were damaged from a framing perspective. They will need to be reframed later, and insurance will probably cover it. Kevin lost four new books he created, so those will not be able to be replaced. Tables and furniture got wet, but we were able to wipe of the water quickly enough so only a little touch up will be needed. I’m sure there will be other casualties, but we can’t see all that yet. The walls and floors will need some work, so once the fans and dehumidifier leave we will be able to tell how much work we will have to clean it all up.

The real challenge is Dad and I are getting ready for shows, so our work has been interrupted. I took what I could up to our living room and have camped out on a small drafting table – working one mat at a time while hiding from all the fan noise. The weather here is getting warmer, so Dad will be able to move outside this afternoon to sand and keep his projects moving. I just hope we are able to get done what we planned before it’s time to sell at shows.

No one died, no one is bleeding and we will be able to repair or clean it all up. I suppose that means that our Spring cleaning this year will take on an entirely new menaing…yipes! C’mon Spring! So this week when you drink a glass of water, be thankful for its many attributes and check the status of your insurance policy…we have water, water everywhere and not a drop to drink!

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