The Stoffice (Studio/Office)
One of the requirements in house hunting in 2019 in Williamsburg, Virginia was to have a space for an art studio. The house we got has a great big room where I started to set up an art studio. Then COVID lock down started and the studio became the "stoffice," an art studio and home office combined.
I have been attempting to get it organized ever since. I made one attempt at putting up the IKEA shelves we had at the former Friends Fabric Art Lowell, Massachusetts locations. Unfortunately I learned how critical it is to find the studs in the wall before installing shelves. Must try again one of these days.
Last weekend I felt like I was starting to make progress getting organized. Well, this weekend Tyler took over (again). He decided to build a temple with a portal to another dimension in the middle of the floor complete with walled in courtyard and sliding door entrance. (He benefits greatly from my surplus of art supplies!)
So is the "stoffice" now a messy, obstacle course or a fascinating door to an unexplored mythical universe?
I should have made him clean it up before virtual work time tomorrow, but I can still get to my desk and no one can see the cyclone disaster/magical temple-portal from my video camera anyway.
When I decided to title this blog "Making Stuff," it certainly never occurred to me that I would be describing Tyler's wacky, magical creations here. What the heck - it works!
6/28/2022 06:34:53 am
Keep writing, and always share Tylers work of art! I have found that children possess that sense of wonder and fearlessness in their creativity. Not worried about the art critics and judgement, their work is brilliant! Think about it ... a simple piece of copy paper turns into a refrigerator masterpiece that is displayed until it's been manhandled many times over as we reach for the milk, eggs, etc...and luckily for us, we simply hand over another canvas for even better results because they have been diligent with their practice of creativeness. Can anyone remember when this stops? At what age did we put away our crayons, paint, play-doh? Why do we care what others think of our art? Our techniques? Isn't art for ourselves? I never sold my art because honestly, I thought it was worthless... But years later I hear about my work, the things I made that were kept by now strangers from the past, and the pleasure it gave and continues to keep giving to others. There are seasons for artists, this one is now yours Sonja. Even if you have to walk through a castle to get to your art supplies, it's a great way to unleash your imagination.
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