New Studio | Balance

Now that Mr. Wilson has returned from New York, I have had to hand back my workspace so he can have an office. As we searched for a new workspace, the best and only option was the janitoral storage space inthe cloak room of the theatre.

I was flown across the world on 3 days notice, am staying at a swank hotel with a marble bathtub and decadent breakfasts, and I'm working in a janitor's closet. I'd take a hostel and stale breakfast in exchange for a drawing table and industrial sewing machine or two.

Its a good thing all of those years in art school preened me to make the most of dismal conditions and limited resources. Like Elisabetta said, "its the Watermill spirit all over again..."

She is SO right!