I have a tendency to want things clean and “just right” in my home… but the studio is an exception – a place where creative abandon rules, where paint blobs can be found on the floor and cupboards, light switch and walls. Where resource materials pile (but not too much) and canvases stack in corners (in a rather organized way).
Mostly, however, it’s my painting counter that shows the intensity that happens in my studio – where my ipod sits waiting for the next session, with paint on its cord and earplugs; where my jars of Golden Acrylic rest, their lids having been used as palettes, over and over again.
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