I live and paint on the third floor of this 199 year old house in the photo.
Being a regular occurrence to have these alarms go off, I almost didn't go out to check on the neighbors as I would have to walk around the house due to some snow still on my back porch and ugly blue Crocs on my feet. For some reason i did. When i knocked on one of the back doors then the next, I saw smoke rising in-between the blinds and the glass on the second. So i knocked harder then broke the door in with my shoulder. The apartment was filled with black, plastic smelling smoke that i knew not to mess with.
|Where Molly Stayed for hours. She was shaken but not stirred..|
Photo red: Alison Hill
By the time i tied my second boot, the firetrucks could be heard in the distance. When i ran back down the front inside stairs with Molly stuffed in my jacket, the smoke was rising thru the cracks in them, it was like a weird old rock video.
So this event capped off me at my leanest time financially that I've experienced since starting to paint, full time. So this sale was going to be a regular sale as i needed to get traveling money and find a reliable car. So I lowered the prices for this occasion and you can find my Fire Sale here on my Facebook page Daniel Corey Paintings . Ive included a couple of the pieces available. There are about 70 available.