One of the blog post requirements for class was to share our workspace. Oof, this is going to be a disaster. Before the pandemic, I had a pretty nice set up going. In the den of our tiny apartment I had a drafting table, bins full of supplies, canvases, a custom made, wall mounted drawing board, stacks of sketchbooks and pads of paper, a smaller drawing table, lightboxes…just tons and tons of stuff. It was a lot, but it was organized and relatively neat. As I took these photos, my “studio” looks like it was tossed by the mob looking for the Maltese falcon. It’s in total disarray. In very short order, this had to become my office for work, which meant shoving things aside and bringing in a computer, a different chair, installing more practical lighting, running cables across the room etc. A couple of weeks into things, I remembered I’m still a student, and I needed to reclaim some of that space for homework projects. This meant shoving more things aside, and putting the stuff I need in a place where I can get it, and use it, with more thought put into ease of access than feng shui, aesthetic appeal, or common decency. Scatter a few animal skeletons, and you’d think a cave troll lives here.

A few more weeks of working from home, and one might.

Anyway, here’s my half impractical, barely functional studio, half impractical, barely functional office space.