Ever since we removed all the carpet from the room over my studio, putting down flooring and converting the space to a gallery, we and the occasional customer have tramped up the mis-matched and oddly-built plywood stairs that came with the house when we bought it. Most of the treads were a standard height above each other, but many were canted at slightly odd angles and the bottom step was only about four inches high. Weird.
Mike Race, carpenter and friend, thought we couldn't invite the public to risk their life and limb by walking up one flight, so last week he spent parts of three days completely rebuilding the stairs. Which are now level and evenly spaced and quite lovely. All they need is a coat of paint.
And just in time, with our holiday open studio Dec. 18-19. That room upstairs is where the other artists display their work.
Thank you, Mike.