Marianne Morris | Artist

Living Life in Full Colour

Where the Light Gets In

purple and red abstract painting by Canadian artist Marianne Morris

“Where the Light Gets In”, 36×48″ mixed media on canvas.

My life is in chaos. I knew it was coming, but that doesn’t make it easier. I am now in reno hell.

I tried to organize things as we packed up the kitchen. We put the stuff we don’t use often in boxes in the basement. Everything else got stacked up somewhere we could access it. But I can’t remember where I put things, no matter how logical it seemed when I put it there. And having to prepare every meal on my dining room table to be cooked either on the BBQ or in the microwave is challenging. To say the least.

There are things you do once and decide you never want to do them again. I was that way with water-skiing. And team sports of any kind. No thanks. A kitchen renovation is something we did 15 years ago, and I vowed NEVER AGAIN. And yet here I am, doing it again.

It’s not that I was in love with my kitchen. It was adequate. Everything worked. There was some wasted space, and the fronts of the cabinets were peeling off. The upper cabinets, where we put our dishes, were right around the sink area… so putting away dishes while someone was washing them was impossible. I regularly caught a finger or bashed my head by having more than one door open at a time. But still, I didn’t want to do a reno. The last one was still burned into my memory as a completely unpleasant experience.

Eventually, we decided we should get this done while we still planned to live in the house long enough to enjoy it. We figure we’ll be here for a decade or so, give or take, so it makes sense to fix the problems and give ourselves some space. If only I could live elsewhere for the duration, I’d be happy.

We’ve got the room completely gutted at this point… the unwanted wall is knocked down and the electrical work is updated. This week we get new drywall and, if I’m lucky, a floor. It will still be a couple weeks before we’re done with this… hopefully, with enough time to finish up my last couple paintings before I have to drop off my work at the gallery for my October show.



  1. Kitchen reno #3 actually….you did live at home when Mom and Dad gutted theirs, no?

    You have my sympathy. Not a fun place to be, especially when you’re armpit deep in preparations for a show.

    • You’re right, I was living there. But it was so long ago, and I was a teenager… I was hardly home. Maybe that’s what I need to do now. Get out and have a social life!

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