This will be ANYTHING but…….I have just started cleaning out the old studio and I’m thinking I’m on my way to coal miner’s lung. How did I possibly layer so much shit in this room?
This archeological expedition of working at home for the last five years has yielded some interesting finds.
- Angelina – I have been looking for this for my carding forever.
- 3 empty cheetos bags – A monument to my stress level at times
- several sock singles – not hand knit- it is still a mystery how they got there and I can no longer blame the washing machine or dryer.
- a stack of empty Starbucks cups (apparently I was collecting them before I got my thermos)
This is my chance for a clean space in the new creative space. It’s just shelving today as my hands are still not fully recovered. The sun is shining and space is being cleared in my spare room and in my mind.
How to fill them?