Wednesday, July 25, 2018

The honest studio tour

I'm jumping on the honest studio tour bandwagon begun by Dee Mallon and seconded by Deb Lacativa.

To give it a bit of perspective, you should know that Don and I live in a two bedroom house with all of about 1800 square feet. It's not a stretch to say that my "studio" flows through more than half that space (much more, Don would say).

The epicenter is my thread nest, aka overstuffed rocker and matching armchair, which are actually pretty tidy at the moment ..


It is overseen by pieces from Don's garage studio and gifts from Kindred Spirits, including the aforementioned Dee, plus Anna Lisa, Louise, Barry ...


Hazel ...


Jude and Sue, currently tangled up in Deb's threads ...


plus a bit of overflow into our third (rarely used) armchair, from which one can espy gifts from Mo and Grace and Fiona ...


And really, that should be enough. But wait, there's more! My cloth storage facility resides in the master bedroom ...


Likewise overseen by yet more gifts made by Bronwyn, Saskia, Fiona and Sandy, in a nest from Gillan ...


When I'm "into" a project, the cloth often ends up like this ...


although I aspire to emulate Marie Kondo-style folding ...


I do confess to owning a 1970s vintage Kenmore sewing machine, but it doesn't get used much ... 


Our bedroom also holds a craft supply pantry ...


and bookshelf ...


both of which overflowed into other spaces long ago.

So on to the master bath which doubles as my ironing room ...


where the one-time vanity holds an array of stuff ...



Likewise the laundry room, because nature abhors the vacuum of horizontal surfaces ... 


Then there's the tech center, which includes a nifty HP scanner/printer/copier (and yes, that's the master bedroom again) ...


wirelessly connected to the laptop that comes out every morning as I journey through blog-land after reading the Austin American Statesman online for breakfast ...


accompanied by the white-hot heat of early morning Texas sun streaming through the front door.

Last, but not least, my traveling studio, aka stitch bag is currently sitting on the other end of the dining room table ...


with the piece of Barry's metalwork artistry that began my journey into peace gifting, seen here peeking out from beneath my latest (and previously unblogged) bit of cloth revision.

Phew, enough is enough.

Tag ... you're it!