I have been so blessed to be able to take up a whole room in our house and use it as a studio. It’s a smallish room with high ceilings like the rest of our old, charming home. It’s the one room we haven’t freshened up since we moved in over seven years ago. (It was previously rented out to unscrupulous people.)
The walls: A dull, flat, pale putty gray with the beginnings of almost-florescent-sky-blue. The Lovely Crown Molding: a thin “wood” trim.
Warning: ‘Before Pictures‘

^ The view through the doorway. (In the top left you can see one of my first, yet unfinished, oil paintings.)

Inside the studio, a bookshelf next to the doorway. Notice the cork board with an odd assortment of paper scraps.

View to the left of doorway: another bookshelf, piano, tread mill . . .

Take note of this shelf as well - binders, boxes and instruments are on the shelves, while all the books are on top!

And the table. Yes, my big ole’ six-footer. Last fall a retiring architect was getting rid of the stuff in his office, and gave me his biggest drafting table for free! It’s been such a blessing - isn’t God good?
We started by just dragging everything (except the table) into the front room. The piano now rests in the front room, and the tread mill is now in my parents’ room.
Stay tuned for more pictures!
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