I love having the ability to have my own studio with a door that closes. Anyone who has a cat knows why that’s necessary. I finally got my studio cleaned and put together almost a year after moving into my current house. It took the better part of a month! I have so much stuff! So. Much. STUFF.
My husband had an impacted wisdom tooth that required some emergency oral surgery over the summer. The antibiotics made him a little loopy and sleeping was the best way to deal with the recovery. Needless to say, I had a lot of time on my hands that needed to be filled with something. Something like sorting through piles, mounds, heaps and mountains of STUFF.
Some things got trashed, other recycled and still other things were donated. I must have a trace of magpie blood, because I cannot seem to pass anything up that I might be able to use in some piece or project that I’ve not even thought of yet. At my age, the collection of stuff was getting dangerous. My husband feared what he called “The Crap Slide” every time he came into the studio. And yes, we did have several Crap Slides that had to be dealt with, and the clean-up was long, protracted and sometimes even painful.
The shelf helped a lot. I made sure I put tools and supplies on it that I use almost on a daily basis. I stashed some of the dolls I won’t part with on the very top shelf for display.
My sewing machine now has it’s own table and I can leave it out. The last place that I lived I had to combine my studio and my bedroom and it was so tight and uncomfortable! I was constantly putting things away and getting things out. It was really annoying.
This is the section of the tables that I work at the most. It seems really cluttered now that I take a really good look at the picture. I assure you, everything there is used! Everything there has a purpose! I would know if anyone moved anything! Really! I swear!