Hello, my Creatures!
Today I’m talking about space. Namely, the space in which an artist creates. I think that every artist (whether that artist be someone who creates visual art, bakes bread, or landscapes) needs a bit of space that’s only for them and their creative stuff. In my old apartment, I had a desk in the little front room and…probably about three quarters of the walk in closet in the bedroom (good thing 1950s Dad didn’t come with a lot of baggage!) because artists always seem to have lots of Things. I’m no exception. Most of the Things I have are just little knickknacks that inspire me in some way, get the creative juices going, or just make me smile. And I have a lot of them. Since purchasing an actual house, I’ve been lucky enough to acquire an Art Lair. I say Lair, because I simply do not think I’m mature enough to call my space a “Studio!”
But that’s really what it is.
Some of you may recall that I’d mentioned I was finally painting the Lair to better reflect my personality. I wanted to have the before and after pictures posted side by side, but I’ve not quite finished it yet. Today, I leave you with the Before Pictures.
Before we moved in, this oddly shaped room belonged to one of the family’s young daughters…Hence, the polka dots. Admittedly, I don’t wholly loathe the colors themselves but it’s lacking…Artistic Vision! Anyway, here’s what the room looked like before:
Look upon the glories of my old 1990s Boom Box and early 2000s CRT Television (complete with working Sega Genesis!). Also, Weird Things hanging from light fixtures (remember what I said about Artists and Things.)! So long polka dots and odd-for-a-child’s-bedroom chair railing! It’s time for a more grown up look!
Grown up for an adult who thinks like a five year old! HA!
I leave you all now with promises of the room’s final paint job, so that’s all for now, my Creatures, and as always: Thanks for reading!
