My basement space
We moved into our present home nearly five years ago during the housing crunch of the pandemic. I had few asks of the new-to-us spot except I wished for a studio space. The bottom level houses the garage and the basement space so the basement space became my studio.
This basement is half the width of the house, and I have it packed with all sort of creative things. In the photo above (shout out excitedly with me: I FIGURED OUT HOW TO ADD A PHOTO!!) you’ll see the nook I use as my sewing area. There is insulation showing in the ceiling above, a support post is just out of the frame at the left, cords from my perfect make-it-work lighting (a game-changer in my space thanks to friend and fellow-creative Steph Ackley), and a bulletin board for all the things that are front-of-mind and need to be seen.
My bulletin board may be the same one that I had since high school. I would rearrange all the items on it periodically and take such joy in doing it. Little has changed.
This photo packs a punch of special items, starting on the wall, moving to the lower small shelf and then to the bulletin board from left to right:
the Yosemite page of an old calendar featuring the cabin in the woods where I live in my dreams
wee painting of a favorite home in Norfolk, MA
a painting of me painting in Clare’s barn at Pipe Dream Farm, Henniker, NH
the Worry Less decks I illustrated and designed with friend Carrie Vinson, PLLC
assorted photos, stickers, cards, etc with my illustrated label for my friend Becca’s egg cartons from her days at Sweet Georgia P’s farm in Vermont
my pastel of the marsh I adore revisiting again and again. It’s an amalgam of all the marshes I’ve seen and painted through the years
my name is from my section at a show at Zullo Gallery, Medfield MA
a 5x7 study of the study in our former home - I loved that room….
more wee paintings in gouache because gouache rocks
Tootsie pop wrapper with a Native American archer on it because it’s good luck when your wrapper has the archer 🏹
Pont-Aven, Brittany, France panoramic photo because my heart is always there
pins and such on a velvet ribbon because resisting is important
gnome patch from Heirloom New England, a retail shop and my lifeline to creative souls locally
My fabric shelf no longer is a bastion of organized goodness and instead now spills onto the floor. And we never plastered the wall when installing the blue board. We dropped it and the corner smooshed a bit. With so much to see in this space, I don’t even really notice it much anymore.
All that in one teeny tiny corner of my space. I bet you can’t wait for more posts about the rest ;)