I should have known better than to promise I’d be done last Friday. What am I – a rookie? Whatever the case may be, here is my studio – reorganized a bit, freshened up, and bursting at the seams.
The yellows and blues have exploded beyond their designated cubes and have mounted an invasion on the meager Green Territory. My anal left brain is not pleased with this, or the fact that there is a ramshackle overflow shelf (conveniently not shown) where a whole rainbow of colors are commingling with absolutely no regard for order. My looser right brain told the left to shut the hell up and get busy making something. Lefty is still skulking in the corner, whimpering from time to time, but otherwise subdued.
In what may be the biggest triumph of this whole re-do, my robust collection of bias tape and seam binding is now safely out of reach of the chubby little hands which took so much pleasure in pulling the irresistible packages out, unwrapping the brittle plastic enclosure of each, and throwing them in the garbage. I have no idea how we will spend our days now that this activity is out of play. I might be a bad mother.
The lighting in this room, the most spectacular studio space I have ever inhabited, is sublime… until the sun shuts off and I’m left with some paltry task lights here and there. I shall be delegating a portion of future Etsy proceeds to fund a proper fixture install right above my worktable. I suspect that would rock my world and double my productivity.
And that brings me to my big, exciting news. All this cleaning and organizing and New Year planning and subliminal thinking and in-the-shower brainstorming has given me an idea. I shall tell you all about it tomorrow. I promise. (really)