my creative space

so, this is my space. it is messy and i am embarrassed to admit, left just as it is from a few days ago. i usually try to pack away each project when either it is finished or i am done. however, i am still stuck on felted jumper project the second (unfinished in the bottom corner there). i don't have a clear plan for how to get her looking happier - she looks so sad and lonely and not at all what i want. so until i figure it out, she seems destined to be spread all over the floor of my space. check out more fab spaces at kootoyoo...

my creative space

I love this meme from Kirsty at Kootoyoo. i find it really interesting to see the spaces people create in. one of the things that strikes me is that it seems everyone else's spaces are so neat. mine tend to be less so - i have two creative spaces to share today, and they are anything but... the great thing is that now that i have my art space back, i can mess it all up by making things. but even though i have the space to myself now, i still find that often my creative space is in our lounge room - floor based, like on monday while i was making the tea cosy posted below.

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art space

so, here we are, another saturday, full of coffee and promise, with time and art and stuff to do. but no space to do it in. see, about 6 months ago, i acquired a spare room. a lovely light filled space to spread out and art and sew and enjoy. its a great room. but at the moment it is being used as a guest room - we have a random south african staying with us for the next three weeks. before that we had another soon-to-be-wed friend staying for two weeks. i have somehow turned into the friend with the guest room, rather than the one who has space for making stuff. the other night, after the groom's wedding, but before the south african came to stay, i sat in the spare room for awhile. pottered, putting away this and that. planning some projects and just allowing the art space back into my lungs. then i changed the sheets, made up the bed and got out a clean recently purchased guest towel. and wondering how i had managed to turn my art space into a hotel room, i closed the door behind me on my way out.