I really don't like winter. Having a project like this in which to immerse myself is the best remedy for my "Janu-weariness". 

And, I must say, it's coming along nicely. Well, I think it is. 

Here's a photo of the paper theatre I had built last year, for those of you who asked. Paper Theatre (or Juvenille Theatre or Model Theatre or Toy Theatre) was very popular for children in the 19th century. Pollock's toy shop, whom many enthusiasts consider the definitive source for all things Paper-Juvenille-Model-Toy Theatre is still in operation in the UK, and I purchased a great book on the subject from them. 

There are festivals, in Europe, where people put on little productions in their theatres and it's all done very properly and with great seriousness. So as a 21st century art form, I'm in good company. I've only produced one "show" in an earlier theatre I built, and had a few friends over for the premiere. I remember back to that night, backstage with all my paper people and sets waiting for the opening cue, and I was thinking "Oh my god they are all going to think I have completely lost my mind". 

But they didn't... At least they had the courtesy not to say anything in front of me - George may have been advised to get me into treatment!

So this theatre, "Teatro" is still waiting for it's opening night. I've started to write a couple of plays (of course I can't bring myself to perform anything that someone else has written) and we shall see which one makes it.

I'll share more later - some of the sets I drew, some people (you can see one hapless fellow in the photo - I don't believe he was ever named). Oh - and "Gilderplunk" is the name of the theatre owner in my first production. It's "his" house I am building. 

And speaking of the house, I drew siding and now am applying little drawn shingles to the roof. I should note here that I'm not concerned about how pretty things are, I like a certain "odd quality" to my artwork. For instance, the siding is crooked in places and will likely have nails showing. Poor Gilderplunk is a theatre owner after all - his world is one where the world is to be viewed through a veil of gossamer.