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Trading Spaces


After an inspiring (one might say almost dizzying) art date with a new artist friend in New Jersey last week, I decided to commandeer studio real space for myself. Since we moved into our latest home, a much smaller house, I’ve been sharing space with my man. That’s my studio — well, part of my studio — the messy area on the left.

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Shared sunroom with my man.

My new friend was telling me about the two different studios she has in her (also small) home. I was so envious! And I’ve been worried: I’m going to be going to craft fairs in the next couple of month to sell my prints, but I have no idea where everything is! It’s all smashed into my half of the room.

Enter thoughts about stealing my 7 year old son’s (mostly unused) playroom.

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My 7 year old son’s neglected space.

I got all brave (oh yes I did!) and I told my guys (yes, told!) that I was trading spaces. And the next day, after a super-excited sleep-less night, I did. I took over the playroom. There’s room for everything and I even know where my craft sale gear is!

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My new studio!

Wish you could come by and see it in person. I’ll put the kettle on.


6 thoughts on “Trading Spaces

  1. MaryAnn

    GFY, Girl…..taking charge and having fun doing it. I’m sure your guys w b most happy for you when big bucks start rolling in! Good luck selling the gorgeous prints!


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