I took my favorite rug off the floor last December because visiting dogs with nervous tummies did obscene things to it.

I hung it on the living room wall but it still needed something.

I decided it needed a door...a door to nowhere. Something I could hang art on. Something that would break up the busy pattern of the rug. Something for the eye to focus on. In other words, it needed the depth that layering a door on it would give.

So I varnished this green, chippy, scared door. It's over a hundred-years. I got it out of an old farmhouse in Brenham. It had a twin in red but I made that one into a lift-up coffee table for my daughter Code Woman (CW).
One day CW called me and said (and I quote here), "I've left (insert name of her husband here) but I took the coffee table with me!" She loves her chippy door/table as much as I do.

Isn't this better? Even Sally Sue thinks so as she naps on the back of the sofa. (Note Steven Walenta original photo on black washstand!)

This is the first painting that I've completed in many, many a year. I thought my new/old door was the perfect place to feature it.