Today I finished moving into my new studio. It's a spare room at home, which until recently was a dumping ground for stuff that didn't fit in the non-spare rooms. I cleared out the clutter and moved in the art supplies. Everything I need to make some art is now in that room. Yes!
I moved the desk in front of the window so I have enough natural light to work with. I placed my easel behind my left shoulder so that it catches light too. I assembled my chest of drawers full of art supplies on top of a cupboard in the corner. And behind me, in a shelving unit, I arranged sketchbooks and scrap paper; lots of blank pages begging to be filled. Finally, I popped a scanner-printer on top like a cherry on a cake.
It feels good to have everything where I want it. For the past few weeks I've been making do; scribbling in a small space on the desk and towering art materials precariously on bookshelves. I can't tell you how many times I've bashed my thigh or stubbed my toe on a piece of furniture or stack of boxes.
Anything that I don't need to make art is stored in my bedroom or the garage: old sketchbooks, art history books, greetings cards for craft fairs, tables, chairs and so on. It's been one big jigsaw puzzle and I'm glad it's over.
Until the next time, of course...
Richard Pettitt, cartoonist.