Saturday, February 7, 2009
Studio Still lives
Due to this volcanic episode, the majority of my afternoon was spent laying around in the bathtub reading Bleak House. And by 'laying around' I mean crammed into a porcelain bread bin with water almost covering half of me- why are tubs of this century made for midgets?
The cool change came through in the evening though, with much rejoicing- and my brain came back online. I finished a wrist cuff and best of all for you, took some pictures of my new studio space!
It's the corner of my bedroom technically- I haven't found much hampering in going from having a whole room to spread out in down to a corner; it's really amazing the way I can cram my 16 metric tonnes of earthly craft possessions in any size room, tardis-style.
I'm piling everything on view- because I'm the kind of person who forgets she has something if she can't see it all the time. So far I've not finished unpacking everything, there will likely be a lot more stuff; every time I turn around there's an unpacked box grinning at me from the floor. I haven't even hung pictures yet!
All these tins, boxes and containers hold secret things to be incorporated into my craft- Victorian buttons, war-time hook and eye fasteners, shells from African shores, 1930s fur hooks...
Here are a couple of works-in-progress...I'm almost sure 'follow me' is done, there's just something missing. It will sit quietly on my desk until the perfect part presents itself.
And one last thing- in what is perhaps the most inopportune moment for me to suddenly need to spend too much money, I found the most wonderful pair of vintage pumps at the thrift shop last week- in my size! Do you know how hard it is to find nice shoes in my size? It does not happen.
What is even more rare is that I found a pair of 'spice boots' 5 minutes later- two pairs of shoes in the same day! They're a little bit like these but with wide straps instead of laces, and no fur. They make me feel like a Spice girl Jedi, they're utterly ridiculous, very comfortable and I sort of love them. Why do we find wonderful things right at times when we really can't afford them?
I'm saving for England...I'm saving for England...