I didn’t get to meet the artist known simply as Greenwood until after I published some of his sketches in Our Yucatan. But earlier this year, I finally did get to shake Greenwood’s hand and see his terrific art studio, which overlooks the Centro property he shares with Cherie Pittillo of Backyard Birding fame. Greenwood and I were talking on Skype yesterday about a new project we are working on together, and I kept thinking about his studio space.
And then I thought about the big, square room that’s going over the casita. There’s no sink or toilet, just a water spout for plants, so it’s not really suitable for a bedroom, but it could be almost anything else. Also, I was running out of topics for this blog.
“I can write about that spare room we’re building over the casita,” I tell Paul.
It was supposed to be an exercise/yoga room, although I often joke that it will instead be a nap room, depending on my energy level once I make it to Mérida. And now I want to make it an art studio. I used to draw cartoons for newspapers and I’d like to brush up on my technique and maybe finally expand into paints.
“That room was my idea,” Paul reminds me.
“I know,” I reply. “It’s going to be a really special room. I haven’t given that room enough thought.”
On a property that’s oriented east-west, this room will be the only one to face north. The north side will be floor-to-ceiling glass sliders, open entirely toward the Gulf breezes. The light and air will be amazing. On the south, the room will open to a narrow, walled-in terrace, suitable for pots of shade-loving plants. The architect really deserves lots of credit for this design.
“It’s going to be my workout room,” Paul insists. “And it’s going to be sad for you on the outside looking in.”
Already, I’m locked out. I never do win these arguments.