Studio time remaining: 1 day
Before I remove the last traces of my presence from my space, it’s time for some studio nostalgia.
Things I will miss:
The space itself, which holds so many memories of inspiration, productivity, boredom, excitement, blood, sweat and tears
Seeing the work of people around me evolving
Tutorials with the lovely Virginia
Living just around the corner from the studio
My comfy chair, which is so superior to everyone else’s plastic school chairs
Friends leaving crazy notes on paper towels masking-taped to the wall
My little palette table that I can drag around the studio with me
Having a store room in which to shove dormant work/paintings in disgrace
The strange intermittant tooting noises from the docks
Eavesdropping on hilarious conversations
Always having someone whose workspace is messier than mine
Things I will not miss:
Having a very spidery space, and texting friends to come and rescue me from them
Being situated right next to the fire exit where the smokers congregate
The hole in the ceiling above my desk- who knows what horrendous creatures inhabit it!
The Space Junk, a.k.a. the retro, completely pointless heater above my head that occasionally rattles into action and sucks all other sound from the room
Irritating studio neighbours
The black hole which certain materials (most recently my beloved mechanical pencil) mysteriously get sucked into. It seems to have a penchant for red oil paint
Now it’s time to turn it into a blank canvas once again. I wonder what adventures the next studio space will bring?
