Posts Tagged ‘studio’

My . . . Other Studio

October 30, 2009

As I sat at the kitchen table working on this odd creation,


I started looking around, and gradually realized that the room I call my studio probably isn’t actually the primary creating centre of my home.  That would be the kitchen/living room that is the main area of this tiny apartment.  Most of these pictures were taken from the very place I was  sitting, in the middle of the room.


The Dye Area, aka the stove and stupidly tiny counter space.  I was multitasking and working on my dyeing project at the same time as the other thing.  Like I am right now, actually.  Type, stir, type, stir . . .   The first part is due on Monday (eek!) and I have 5 colours left to match, and tomorrow is a complete write-off.


The Pressing Station, aka the hallway.  I could set up the ironing board in the studio, but since I keep the door closed so the cat can’t get in, that’s just one more step that slows things down.  You’re getting a preview of the dyeing project there – that’s the logwood and cutch with their acid-dyed counterparts.


The Weaving Nook, aka wherever it fits at the moment, usually the floor under the kitchen table.  When not in use, it hangs on the studio wall, but I’ve been teaching DBF how to weave, so it’s been out for a couple of weeks.


The Spinning Hangout, aka in front of the TV.  All set up to start plying here, for the Mystery Project.  On the right you can see a weaving project from my first schooling days, a nice little rug.

DSCF1023The Carding Spot, aka . . . next to the breadmaker.  Ok, maybe not The Carding Spot so much as The Spot The Carding Brushes Fell To After Being Out On The Table Because DBF Thinks They’re Pretty.


The Projects On The Go Depot, aka, um, the random table on a table in the living room.  This is my new doublet for SCA purposes, waiting to be embroidered with that silk sitting on top.


The CD Spindle Settlement, aka the couch.  Put up there so it doesn’t get stepped on, after taking in in to do a demonstration for my “textile” class.  Which, I have learned, means a different thing at art school than it does at textile art school.   But that’s another rant.


The Lazy Spindle Harbour, aka on top of the books on the window ledge.  You can almost see my support spindle there with the pile of alpaca, it the place of honour within reaching distance of the couch, because I can use it whilst reclining, unlike my other various spinning tools.


The “I’ll Put Them Away Eventually” Repository, aka also on the window ledge.  Best not spoken of.


The “I’m Using It, Really!” Camp, aka the other end of the window ledge.


The “I’ll Just Put This Here For A Minute” Terminal, aka the top of the  cubby shelf thing by the door.  This is a patch I embroidered for my computer geek boyfriend.  One of these days one of us will actually sew it onto his netbook case.


The Swords and Drawings Corner, aka the swords and drawings corner.  Well, the swords corner anyways.  No, really!


The Cotton Hideout, aka the space between the armoire/pantry and the wall, aka the broom closet, aka the place we hang the shopping bags.  I’m not sure how that bolt of cotton ended up back there.


The Sample Book Centre, aka the kitchen bookshelf.  Those binders contain about half of what I learned at school the first time around.  Some day there will be room in the studio for them, but this works for now.


The Hat Shelf, aka the hat shelf.  The top hat was my felt project for school, and you can see the corner of my Laminaria shawl poking out of the bottom.  There’s a bunch more, but it’s mostly hidden.


The Reference Library, or part of it.  Aka the floor in the living room.


The – hey, that’s where my knitting needle gauge went!


The Chair That I Neatly Hung My Apron On.  Until it got attacked.  Which brings me to . .  .


Who, me?  Aka General Starkiller Fangzalicious The Third, aka Argh, You Monster, Enough With The CLAWS, aka Sayiidi.  I figure there’s enough cat hairs in everything I make he qualifies as an official source of fibre.

Studio Tour

September 20, 2009

Yay, art school!  Hmm, that probably means I need a studio space that’s actually workable, not covered in the leftovers from six months worth of projects . . .  Every time I clean my studio, it gets just a bit more organized than the last.  By the time I’m completely happy with it, it will probably be time to move.

I live in a two-bedroom garden level suite (I think that sounds much nicer than “basement suite, but it’s above ground and quite nice, really!”) with my boyfriend.  Which is much better than a normal roommate because a) he doesn’t get too mad when I get art/fibre-y stuff all over the living room and b) we sleep in the same bedroom, which means there’s an entire room for a shared studio.  And c) he does my laundry, but that’s probably TMI.

Anyways, over the past few days I’ve had a great procrastinating from homework cleaning spree, and the studio looks fantastic, if I do say so myself.  So while it still looks nice, you get a private tour.

We’ll begin with the wall you see first upon entering the room.  This is the only wall that doesn’t have a window or a door or otherwise space-inhibiting thing, so it does most of the storage duty by means of several sets of shelves, plastic drawer-tower-thingys, and hooks.

Left Wall

The empty space in the top left is where the table loom hangs when it’s not in use.  Below that is the sewing machine and machine embroidery stuff.  The high shelf is most of my knitting yarns and books.  I’m sorry, it’s one of the smallest stashes I’ve ever seen a picture of online.  Nothing worth bragging about there.  In the middle is the bulletin board, which I have finally actually hung instead of having it propped in various corners.  In the two white sets of drawers are current projects, sewing supplies, and other random things.  On top of them are baskets with current projects that are actually being worked on.  To the far right on the metal shelves are the dyeing supplies and equipment.  Shoved in the space between the metal shelves and my desk are two hockey tape dummies, one of me and one of Boyfriend.

Moving along clockwise, is the wall that is mostly window.  The sun hits at about two in the afternoon, which is awesome in the winter, but deadly hot in summer.  The desk is in front because, well, it’s the only thing short enough.

Window Wall

The main occupant of the desk rotates between laptop, sewing machine, and serger.

The serger hides in the cupboard underneath the desk:

Serger Cupboard

The drawers are mostly full of thread:

Thread DrawerI love those adjustable drawer organizers, they do an excellent job of keeping the thread from going everywhere.

Next up is the drawing/fabric storage area.  The second level with lamp and ferns is a recent addition, after deciding to make the room a cat-free zone.  At least until I can trust him to sleep quietly in a corner instead of climbing on everything and wreaking havoc wherever he goes.  Two plastic tubs holding spinning fibre hold up the board that my pencils etc. sit on, and most of my fabric lives underneath the drafting table, along with various large flat things that don’t fit anywhere else.

Lamp Sillhouette


Drafting Table

Fabric Storage

Continuing around, we come upon the bookshelf that until yesterday was crammed full of stuff.  It still kind of is, but there is WAY more space than there was.


On top is my home-made swift.  The next shelf down is where my other spinning stuff is, along with my camera and tripod.  Next is artwork that will eventually go up on the walls, and our growing collection of nifty boxes.  Below that is more drawing stuff, magazines, and, um, assorted.  Lessee . . . under that is another project box and my new calligraphy stuff.  The next one down is actually completely empty, it just doesn’t look like it.  And on the bottom shelf is my iron, a box of yarn leftovers, and a box of Fimo.

The next stop on our tour is the door alcove, which turned out to be a horrible picture so I’m not posting it.  There’s an ironing board hanging on the back of the door.  That’s about all you need to know.  Oh, and this picture on the wall next to it leading back around the corner and into the studio:

Fencing Picture

And now we’ve reached the final wall, which is Boyfriend’s section.  Mostly.  His workbench sits on our brilliantly improvised floor made out of a piece of plywood covered in stick-on vinyl flooring tiles.  My inkle loom and mini tapestry loom do live on top of his workbench.

Randy`s Desk

Inkle Loom and Drill Press

Dishing Stump

And, last but not least, I have pictures of some of the silk, cotton, and paper dyed with my woad:

Woad Dyed

Sorry for making you wait so long, I’ll try not to let it happen again!