I’m glad I’m an artist. I moved this December to a townhome out of state. I hauled all of my paintings, good and bad, and blank canvases, panels and paper, down to Virginia. I had no furniture—still need some—but boy, I am good on art. Someone asked me if I needed any art to hang on the walls. I kind of giggled. No, but if you have any Mexican rustic furniture, that would be awesome!
No. No one in Virginia has anything Mexican or rustic. They’re pretty far from Mexico there. But it’s easier finding wood furniture here than it was when I lived in Florida.
When I lived in Florida, I was looking for furniture. Everything was particle board covered with formica. I dumbly asked my best friend, why everything was ‘mica and particle board. She wisely answered ‘Because Florida has no trees’. I stood there for a moment waiting for her to laugh, then looked around. The bendy coconut palms and royal palms moved with the ocean breeze. Pretty, but you couldn’t make an end table from them. I felt very far away from civilization at that moment.
Florida is the Australia of America, so there are all of ‘those’ creatures: gators, huge spiders, pythons, iguanas (those last two don’t belong here; people brought them as pets and dumped them), gators, wild parrots (they’re actually cool, but very loud) and, finally gators. You had to check your pool every time you went in. Here in Virginia, I’m told, they have the same snakes, spiders and rodents that we have in PA, but no gators nor iguanas.
If you’re wondering what the point of this post is, there isn’t one, just that I’m glad I’m still in a state that has wood, no hurricanes (not like Florida anyway), and no Australian creepers. If Virginia had a suggestion box though, I would say they need Mexican rustic stuff in their furniture stores. And thank you for keeping Florida Man in Florida. But I do miss my Florida friends. And please make the snakes go away.
