This is about a third of the fabric stash and you can't really see where its come from. So rather than moving the studio I think I've just acquired another one :]
Thursday, December 07, 2006
It's not going to fit
Well I've spent nearly a week moving things from the garargio into the new studio and I've come to the conclusion that there is no way even half of it is going to fit. All I can do is move the stuff I use the most and leave the less used stuff out in the garargio along with the finished quilts, backing fabrics, other fabrics, batting and more general sewing odds and ends. 
This is about a third of the fabric stash and you can't really see where its come from. So rather than moving the studio I think I've just acquired another one :]
This is about a third of the fabric stash and you can't really see where its come from. So rather than moving the studio I think I've just acquired another one :]
Friday, December 01, 2006
flat-packed frustration
What is it about flat-packed furniture that can turn a normally sane, rational, logical, reasonably intelligent person into a frustrated, raving, tearing her hair out, lunatic? Could it be the instruction sheet written by someone whose only knowledge of english is via an asian/english dictionary? Could it be the bits they fail to mention have a right or wrong way up until you have numerous other bits connected to them? Arrrghh! Two shelving units took about 2 hours and several glasses of wine. Perhaps it was the wine :]
What brought about this exercise in frustration you may ask. Well, for about the last 20 years my studio had been located in a converted garage, known affectionately as 'the garargio' (garage/studio). It's 9'6" x 18'6" with a fairly low ceiling and is absolutely crammed with stuff. My constant complaint has been that because it is separate from the house I am less inclined to go out there in the summer (because the house has air-conditioning) or in winter (because I have to go out in the cold/rain etc). Also, it meant leaving husband and kids inside when I wanted to sew (yes, I know this could be seen as an advantage). But time moves on and so do husbands and kids. Now with an ex and kids grown up, I've been thinking an inside studio, in the 2nd bedroom, would be much more enticing and conducive to creativity. I know its not all going to fit - 16sq mtrs into 10sq mtrs just doesn't go - but the fabric and some of the machines will and the garargio can still be used for storage. So the great studio relocation is underway. This has also necessitated the puter relocation from the 2nd bedroom into the dining room.
What brought about this exercise in frustration you may ask. Well, for about the last 20 years my studio had been located in a converted garage, known affectionately as 'the garargio' (garage/studio). It's 9'6" x 18'6" with a fairly low ceiling and is absolutely crammed with stuff. My constant complaint has been that because it is separate from the house I am less inclined to go out there in the summer (because the house has air-conditioning) or in winter (because I have to go out in the cold/rain etc). Also, it meant leaving husband and kids inside when I wanted to sew (yes, I know this could be seen as an advantage). But time moves on and so do husbands and kids. Now with an ex and kids grown up, I've been thinking an inside studio, in the 2nd bedroom, would be much more enticing and conducive to creativity. I know its not all going to fit - 16sq mtrs into 10sq mtrs just doesn't go - but the fabric and some of the machines will and the garargio can still be used for storage. So the great studio relocation is underway. This has also necessitated the puter relocation from the 2nd bedroom into the dining room.
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