I've been called a Slacker.
A Blog Slacker to say the least! Thanks Little Miss Lisa! You weren't the first to call me a slacker in this area :)
I succummed to peer pressure.
It's been quite a few weeks... Yes I know. But life is a busy one and I have been tucked away since The Big Show restocking for The Barn House show in a mere few weeks plus filling orders cross country...and attempting to be a "good mom" and root root root for the "home team" and travel with my favorite Tigers. Afterall, these little cubs are growning up, and it's there last Summer Season, and I wouldn't miss it for the world.
So back to this blog post.
My Studio.
Many emails about My Studio.
I chat about it but seldom do I share about where I create.
It's a "working studio" nothing super fancy like you see in all those super great art magazines, so I with reluctance will show and tell.
I am a bit proud that I am a "drawer hore"... I am a collector of many things...metal, paper, but drawers...oh dear. I guess because they do serve a purpose. And if they don't serve me well, I pass them off at shows.
And these photos of my "drawer addiction" are only one side of my studio.
mind you
I have the entire basement, minus the Laundry Room. I have a great Mr. Souers
And they are all pretty stinkin full of vintage treasures.
Can't say they are all obsessively organized as "I don't roll that way"
As you can see from my work table. (this is pretty organized as it gets to a point that I play "the search game" much more than the "create game" and I have to gut it and start over.
The paper...has to stay, or back in the laundry bins under the tables. (Tables are IKEA scores, they don't carry them anymore...they should, now that the "industrial revolution" has taken hold. I have had them about 3 years). I paint, glue, patina, etch on them, and I don't care...)
Everytime I clean it, I go a bit crazy and search for what I have just cleaned off.
And the rug.
No vacuuming here.. A broom and dustpan and a mighty shopvac does just super.
I do need to paint the floor again. But I am always down here and don't have "24 hours to wait for the enamel to dry". So it looks "vintage" all the time. Never perfectly pretty like those super magazines.
A working studio I say.
The cool metal cart? A fabulous new score from my little friend Janet Sears.
Perfect for all those books I so love to cut up. (all you book lovers, none are valuable. I go to estate sales, my friend Tom is a book junkie. He gets first dibs. Once I know he is done picking...I go in for the kill. Knowing he has picked the valuable ones, I feel rest assured, these are "cutting ones".) It still behooves him that I "cut up books". We just don't "talk about it" when we are waiting in line at sales together.
Those little white containers in that green shelf? My newest IKEA addiction. $4.99 each, but heavy duty for holding my gems. And keeping them organized.
My "inspiration board"? Sort of. Keeps my favorite treasures, messages, bits of scraps, messages, momentos from friends, shows, my Hannah in the perfect place.....
Even suitcases stacked are full of treasures.
The Blue Pug?
My Hannah created this for an Art Project years ago. I guess spending so many years with her crazy Mom is in her blood. I can't display all of her art, but this one is my all time favorite. He keeps me company.
Along with Auntie Beth. She sits behind my chair. All the time.
And of course, I have to make the "studio" mine.
One wall when I get a bit crazed and off course, is in the beginning stages of map collage.
And the other is collaged with Sheet Music
And these Crazy Hands.
It's my Studio.
I can have Crazy Hands coming out of the wall.
I just remember to turn the lights on before going in....
It only takes once to scare the crap out of myself to not do that again.
(please note that no reproductions of pictures is authorized without permission)
Much Appreciated.
Thanks!
