Never trust a skinny chef.

I always thought this phrase made sense even though it is a bit obnoxious. Personally I feel that the same could be said for an artist’s or crafter’s workspace. I find that even though I seem to work better in a state of organized chaos, it does get out of hand occasionally. See below:

chaoticspace

I’ve been working on about ten or so various pieces for the last month. When I say pieces, a few of them have more than one component that needs to be made, covered, sealed, painted, polished at any given time. In addition to that, there are drying times and curing times. Finding the space and the flow is sometimes difficult. Hence the photo above. I’m not even going to subject you to the photo of the other half of the room….it’s sad.

I came to a point yesterday when I just kind of fell apart. I couldn’t tell where I had started or what needed to be done next. I felt like I had lost all forward momentum and was just treading water. Couple that with not getting enough sleep for the last several days, and becoming a little depressed…….Not a good place to create in.

So this morning I woke up, got my coffee, and decided to tear shit up before I had my silversmithing class this afternoon. Here’s what I ended up with:

unfuckedstudio

I have discovered that now I am jazzed again to get in here and make beautiful things. (Along with finishing the pieces that I’ve got going) How long can I keep it a workable space? I don’t know. We’ll see.