Dustbowl

The plasterer's been working in the living room, trying to marry up old and new. There's so much to disguise; the soot of the old chimney, where the false ceiling was taken down, where new doorways were made, where cement meets new plaster board. We have all sorts of finishes, depths and textures to unify. Plastering as I know it in the UK doesn't exist. The finish left calls for much more sanding, at which point these women move in and create an enormous powdery mess.