Shots of the new space under construction.  Enormous gallery upstairs, various offices and a classroom on the lower level. 

Last night I threw on the work belt, framed part of an office and hung some drywall.  It’s not that the carpenters are behind, but rather that I still dig doing that: the radio a little too loud, singing and banging nails.  I also hung some insulation, but only as a tribute to my old man.  That’s what he–a tough but loving dude from the Ozarks–used to do for a living.  Man, he’d be so happy to see how far we’ve come.  Probably he does see it.

Anyway, we open in two weeks.