Change doesn't come easily here. Most of us tend to honor tradition. Most of us are senior citizens.
But just as I was finishing the previous post, change of a sort was thrust upon us. One of the two large oil paintings that has adorned the central hall of the house for some 40 years crashed to the floor. Fortunately, the only damage was to the picture frame, which is made of plaster (!). When he took a look, Bro. Andy discovered that the steel screws holding it to the wall had rusted thru. The painting hung over a radiator, and he hopes that was the source of whatever moisture led to the rust--because there's a matching painting on the wall on the other side of the door leading to our reading room and chapel.
I put up a picture of the picture, but I'm unable to post photos.
(Many months later, after restoration of photo capacity...)
Painting as it landed on the hallway floor |
Bro. Andy restoring the damaged frame. Dec. 30, 2010 |
Painting and frame on back of pick-up for transport from Brother's ground-floor office at back of the house to main floor, front door (where the central hallway is, of course). Jan. 19, 2011 |
A large crew of confreres at work to rehang the painting |
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