Hello blog world. I'm sorry it seems you get the short end of the stick from me of late. I was on such a good posting roll before my life got out of control again. Each day that passed made it feel harder to catch up and fill you in. I'm weird like that, wanting to start at the beginning and be thorough with my update and because of that, fall farther and farther behind...anyway, enough of that...I'm here reporting in with all the latest craziness going on in photo version. :)
Above is a photo of my new "studio", "art room", "office", whatever you want to call it. Still a work in progress, and this is an Instagram photo, so of course, it looks better in the photo than in real life. Cropped close too...but I'll show you the uncroped version, don't worry. That's where you, blog readers, don't get the short end of the stick. On Instagram, I may keep up to date more with going's on, but on the blog you get the full scoop.
Here's where the trouble all started. This is another instagram, showing me putting together a sewing cabinet that I bought (I do not enjoy putting together furniture, but now that I've done it a lot lately, I'm coming around to not despising it.) I bought this cabinet, and really love it. Here's why:
I tell ya, that Martha sure does know her craft storage. I put it in the downstairs guest room, because the truth is, I want to use my sewing machine a lot downstairs for different things, as well as my handstitching supplies, so I wanted easy access to it. And I had the room for it, as it's a pretty big cabinet.
Truly love having a place for all my sewing goodies...all but fabric that is.
And that started me thinking, wouldn't it really be better if all my art needs were downstairs vs. some up and some down? Which led to these three journaling pages:
I say help me because I knew how very much work it would entail, and how much resistance I would be met with by my family, especially husband, about all the work (help) needed, and also because he built out that sweet closet for me in the room I was using upstairs. Remember this post?
Am I really that lazy that going upstairs makes a difference? But truly, I think so, mostly because 1. I like to be with my family, where my family is, and 2. I really want all my various interests in close proximity to each other. The computer, painting, sewing,art journaling, paper arts, etc. and I never ever brought paints up to the art room, just brought supplies down to use. The other concern was that the guest room set up was very nice for guests. But really, if you only have a handful of guests a year, not even every month, is that worthy of sacrificing the every day living? I decided I had to do it, flip flop the guest and art rooms. ugh.
And so it began...
part 2 in next post...
