So I got a new space and it's about twice the size of my old studio. I never work in the studios at 301 for several reasons.
1. That's not a studio, it's a cubicle. If I wanted to work in a cubicle, I wouldn't have chosen art in the first place.
2. I can't smoke in the 301. Fill in the blanks where you may.
3. I'm too cheap to cough up the $30 for a key and I'm a nocturnal creature.
4. Although being awake during the daylight hours is normally an indicator of rabies, I like working with sunlight. The florescent lighting coupled with the overhead fans creates this weird flicker that makes me feel like I'm in prison.
6. The walls are moulded and shitty and it reflects so on my drawings.
7. S1. If I have to hear one more Belle and Sebastian or Lady GaGa song, I am going to vomit all over someone.
8. You get the picture.
We are creating habits now. I never want to be separated from my work, have my studio be something that I can 'take a break from', always have work on the brain. My studio becomes a bedroom at the end of the night when I take my mattress from the hallway and put it down to sleep. With this sort of set up, my work is the last thing I see when I close my eyes and the first thing I see when I wake up. I love that.
I also collect, rescue, and trade work with other people, and have a working system for a set up.
What I have left to do in the studio (I want to be done hopefully by the end of today or tomorrow) is finish skimming the working walls until they are baby-bottom smooth, prime, then paint. Oh, and get a door. The two working walls are HUGE, approx. 10 feet wide and 8 feet tall. I'll put up the photos when everything is done, it really is a sweet set up.