On your left when you walk in the door. Art made by me and others.
A work surface with craft mat and paper cutter. Storage on the bottom shelf. This table is on wheels so it can be moved easily.
When I sit and work at the armoire’s pull-out desk I can see my garden and the path leading to my art shack.
I love my small chandelier and my floating lady and my wall sentiments.
These storage carts are on my right when I sit at the armoire pull-out desk. All are on wheels for easy movement.
Most of the time I sit at the armoire and work at the pull-out desk. Everything is within arms reach. I have my stereo up top and I have a remote control for it so I don’t even have to get up to use it.
This is my armoire. There is a pull-out desk on the left. This thing has LOADS of storage. When the doors are shut it looks very nice but I leave them open all the time.
Another storage option that has my Vagabond die cutting machine on top. It is on wheels for easy movement.
A closeup of my pretty chandelier and my booby floating lady!
This is my creative space. My place of serenity and calm. In here I am surrounded by happy things. There is nothing in this space that I don’t love.
I have art from other artists that I find inspirational. There is art that I’ve created that has given me hours of happiness and joy and sometimes the giggles. The shelves and drawers and stacks and tubs of art supplies give me the feelings of possibility, curiosity and discovery. Art = Happiness. Art Out With Your Heart Out.
Art–how do I love thee? Let me count the ways: I love flowers and paint and textures. I love bling and baubles and buttons. I love masking and mists and layers. I love inks and gesso and gelatos. I love stamps and stencils and paper.
Oh how I love paper. I love to look at it, I love to cut it into shapes, I love to tear it and place it just so. I love all of it’s many colors and designs, and how some is sparkly. Sparkly is especially nice. There is a paper for every artistic situation. There is bold paper, demure paper, gossamer thin paper, thick and chunky paper, paper with glitter, paper with fibers and paper that you can see through. There is paper made from other pieces of paper.
A new piece of paper makes a bad day good. A new piece of paper makes a good day better. A new piece of paper can be so beautiful that I don’t want to use it for anything and I have to save it for awhile and admire it from time to time. A new piece of paper can open the door to my imagination and become a part of something special. A new piece of paper can hold all the creativity I can muster and then alittle bit more.
And the love affair continues…..