Out with the old, in with the old
I’ve recently moved out of my studio space, and returned all the glorious supplies and whatnots into my own living space. The process hasn’t been a comfortable one, and as you can see from the pictures, has resulted in a bit of a mess. An unorganized, you’re-not-going-to-get-anything-else-done, anytime-soon or-ever, mess.
The process of moving is done. Long done, now, by a few weeks. The reorganizationizing to follow will be taking up many long time. And apparently has damanged the language center of my brains. Seriously, where did all this crap come from?
So. But. There is still hope. This weekend, maybe, I might get back into it. Melt some wax, apply it to a garment. I have new ideas that are tired of waiting. Perhaps even a new panty idea. Who has time to organize? I wanna make stuff…Now, where are the bits I need in all of this…
