office. It was so bad in there, I couldn’t walk across my floor – fabric, skeins of yarn, mountains of books, patterns, papers…tons and tons of papers. Hell, I couldn’t see the floor. Part of the problem is that the room became the Sacred Dumping Ground as far as the rest of the family was concerned – the rest of the problem is that I’m a slob. I hate it, but it’s true. For what it’s worth, I’m trying to be neater this year. I can dream, right?
While cleaning, I found an alarming amount of musical instruments – a guitar, a violin, a dulcimer, a bamboo flute, a wooden recorder, a lap harp, a hoop drum and two hand drums – I could have a freaking ren faire band in my office…not that the musicians would fit.
I can’t even begin to tell you about the sheer number of books in there. I lost count at about 437. There are also 11 40 gallon tubes filled with fabric…some day I’ll get through them. There are also an obscene number of cds and art supplies. Sometimes I think I need fewer hobbies.
I love the sculptures in the first picture – my kids call them “The Butt People,” but I think they’re gorgeous. I wish I’d known Anny Cook when I got them. There was actually a set that was glazed blue and those people had tails! The next picture is where a pile of the smaller instruments are not to mention an unhealthy pile of jewelry.
This dress on a stick is a late 1800’s – early 1900’s chemise that I rescued from an attic of a house that was about to be destroyed. Since it’ll never fit me and it was too freaking cool to get rid of or pack away, I hung it on the wall. We got a lot of great things from that house – some of my favorite pieces of furniture and artwork came from the attic of that house. I still can’t believe they used a wrecking ball on that place without stripping it first. Wish I could have talked my hubby (then boyfriend) into prying out the amazing fireplace mantle and taking the cut glass door knobs.
This is my desk. Lots of art for inspiration, more books, journals, lots of rocks, candles and who knows what else.
Yep…my room is mighty cluttered, but it works for me. Now, it’s back to work.