I must preface that when we opened Allegory Gallery, I removed a lot of the furniture and organizational systems from the studio and put it in the store. So a lot of things that were tucked away on bookshelves or stacked on work tables and in plastic boxes now rest in piles on the floor or in haphazard boxes or in jumbled trays. Also, with the opening of the store there hasn't been a whole lot of extra time and the studio (which is also our laundry room) became a dumping ground for supplies
When I do work in here, I tend to tidy up an area first. So try not to imagine me straddling sewing machine boxes and picture frames. In this picture, you'll see the unfortunate color that I decided to paint the studio. What I thought would be a vibrant and energizing green turned positively neon under the fluorescent blubs.
Believe it or not, it was actually more messy before! We had let the laundry pile up and there were baskets of clean cloths stacked in here as well. I will point your attention to some of the plastic bins, as they are all sorted by color, usage and price. I have everything labeled and marked. In this space that is currently a pile, there used to be a small sofa and a low, wide coffee table. With the lamps, it felt quite cozy. Then I had a large plastic table, where everything was laid out like a rainbow of beads. I also had a rather pretty faux-Persian rug.
This is an example of some of the newer black acrylic trays for organizing. I usually use cookie sheets lined with felt. When I moved my studio to the store and back, things sort of got thrown together. There's vintage jewelry mixed in with organza bags and strands of beads and baggies... lots and lots of baggies.
Last, but not least... I give you a glimpse of one of the walls. The walls are covered with postcards and images. Some might go crazy in a room like this. For me though, I find great inspiration in visually absorbing the "horror vaccui". On the plus side, it helps to cover up some of the retina-burning green.
But I am not alone... there are others who are like me. Some probably who think they are bad, but probably aren't as bad as me.