A More Suitable Countenance…#212 (the 90’s)

Anthony Lakes assimilation of tranquility

The quiescence was meaningful,  a temporal escape from the exigency of the work environment,  Gary desiring to escape the inveterate monotony of accepted activities,  not an aversion,  but a diversion.   The sun beginning its departure in the west,  the introduction of shadows silhouetting the embodiment of the tree line horizon,  the compass of the surroundings void of populace to ail natures ambiance.   The silence and aura of the nocturnal presentation,  a reprieve from the circadian family and work related responsibilities,  to aught a reflection of brevet,  but rather to assimilate the tranquility of the moment.

The lake a seldom used haven

Gary perceived the lack of concurrence and interest the residences of Anthony found in the city owned 153 acre lake.    Ascertaining in the late evening hours thru the week,  its rural setting,  a scant 1 ½ miles north of the city limits,  for some reason its providence normally abandoned except for an occasional solitary figure and  in all probability exhibiting the same reputable proclivity as Gary.   Much of the lakes activity was in the summertime,  weekend visitors from Wichita and outlying communities participating in boating,  skiing and a utilization of the recreational hookups.   The fishing benefaction,  disconcerting,  the stocking of species very minimal,  but adjoining the lake the added convenience of a nine-hole Municipal Golf Course and Gun Club,  giving credence for additional activity and a provisional catalyst for out-of-town visitors.

Gary’s attempt at a Bob Ross Technique.

The scent of paint thinner in the southwest corner of Gary’s N. Springfield Ave residence basement, its source,  the three gallon brush cleaning containment made from a holiday popcorn container,  a coffee can with a screen implant,  ala Bob Ross,  the renown PBS Happy Painter.   Gary finding Bob Ross’s wet tarpaulin technique, the gesso covered canvas providing a foundation for painting landscapes,  conveying an immediate depiction of the intended likeness.   The canvas, like the piano keyboard,  an expression of conveyance,  giving  external interface to the inner person.   The novice artist finding the greatest difficulty, the arresting of creativity,  when to conclude and pin a work as finished.

Gary’s 20-year-old band amplifiers

The apportioned corner of the basement,  home to his accumulation of visionary oil paints,  easel,  the airgometer exercise bike,  weight lifting bench,  his dormant band equipment and with  a resurrection of his PA and Bass equipment, with Kustom brand speaker cabinets,  each retaining two, 15 inch JBL speaker,  a 300 watt bass amp positioned to boost the sound from a cassette player and reel to reel tape recorder,  able to announce a concert hall sound.   The multiplex of diversionary sound appliances instilling an augmentation to his immutable reading constitution and a substitution for the omnipresence doldrums of television.   The opposite side, the  southeast corner of the expansive 1500 sq. ft.  basement was lent to labor,  a work bench constructed with 2 x 10’s,  addressed with a mammoth vise and grinder,  a station for various electrical and manual carpentry appliances,  with a host of mechanical wrenches and drivers.  Gary preparing for the task of commuting the long neglected three-tiered  structured home seasoned exterior to a more suitable countenance.   Areas of dry rot were noticeable on the eves of the residential structure,  the aged assembly needing replacement  and a future mammoth undertaking,  a painting of the three-storied goliath,  Gary very apprehensive,  not looking forward to working on an elevated thirty foot high scaffold.

Jan,  an apostle of repertory trappings,  having accumulated over 32 boxes of miscellaneous items,  some never un-laden from prior changes of residency.   Gary determined to find an organized habitat for the disarray that was stacked in the basement,  aspiring that someday she would inventory her questionable, but treasured collection.   A solution commenced with a journey to Anthony’s Home Lumber & Supply on  W. Washington,  the mill ripping  8 ft. 2×4’s  into  2×2’s to be used in the construction of open shelving to contain the abundant storage boxes.  The project concluded,  Gary  having constructed a 32 ft. long,  4 ft high shelving structure,  able to station the boxes,  three tiers high off the floor,  the storage console fashioned against the east wall,  the organized storage area providing the basement with a presence of symmetry.

The laundry chute from the second floor bathroom to the basement was a perfect conduit for Gary’s next project,  Robert and Sandi desiring a telephone and television acquaintance in their  bedrooms.   Gary discovering the basement playing host to the entrance of the phone and television circuits for the residence,  employing an extension from the basement wall phone and a connection to the television cable,  finding little effort to link them both, to the bathroom laundry chute as a conveyance to the second floor.   The proximity of the bedrooms to the chute,  requiring little aspiration for the completion of the project,  both bedrooms accessing the new convenience.   Gary concluding, it was not a professional employment,  but the concept absolved the application.

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