Welcome Back
Wow, somehow the time has simply slipped away. But it is good to be back writing again, although I have been working all along, sometimes in fits and starts. We are finally in our new studio, having moved in 2009, and what a pleasure. Getting to this location has certainly taken awhile.
During school, working toward my BFA in Architectural Illustration, I commandeered my small sunroom as a studio space to do artwork, drawings, models and such at home. To look out at my backyard and see the change of seasons was such lovely time. But that also meant I could also feel the call of laundry, dishes, or cats having a disagreement over everything. So it was a constant pull back and forth.
One of the first big transitions for me, my art, and how I perceived myself, came when I moved my studio out of my home and into a small commercial space near home.
The studio became a destination.
I shared this space with my husband—my art studio up front, his photography studio in the back. Over the years Eric has been photographing my artwork, and that for my artist friends, for show entries. Now he does it full-time, specializing in work for artists, as well as pursuing his own fine art photography. What I could not have foreseen was how quickly we would grow into this space, and then start tripping over each other in just a couple of years. So the search started for a new place. Bigger.
This new location is still near home, a critical factor for both of us. But the ability for us to each have our own work areas is heaven. I can close the door to my side and spend my time flinging charcoal or wax, without worry about Eric’s clients, cats, or cleaning up. Wow—what a change in attitude toward my work and toward myself.
The studio has now become a serious vocation.
Since moving in we’ve had an open house—just to force us to finish moving in, and to introduce our clients and friends to where we work. This coming spring, 2011, we are once again thinking about another Open House, and putting more emphasis on our artwork—to exhibit and sell.
During school, working toward my BFA in Architectural Illustration, I commandeered my small sunroom as a studio space to do artwork, drawings, models and such at home. To look out at my backyard and see the change of seasons was such lovely time. But that also meant I could also feel the call of laundry, dishes, or cats having a disagreement over everything. So it was a constant pull back and forth.
One of the first big transitions for me, my art, and how I perceived myself, came when I moved my studio out of my home and into a small commercial space near home.
The studio became a destination.
I shared this space with my husband—my art studio up front, his photography studio in the back. Over the years Eric has been photographing my artwork, and that for my artist friends, for show entries. Now he does it full-time, specializing in work for artists, as well as pursuing his own fine art photography. What I could not have foreseen was how quickly we would grow into this space, and then start tripping over each other in just a couple of years. So the search started for a new place. Bigger.
This new location is still near home, a critical factor for both of us. But the ability for us to each have our own work areas is heaven. I can close the door to my side and spend my time flinging charcoal or wax, without worry about Eric’s clients, cats, or cleaning up. Wow—what a change in attitude toward my work and toward myself.
The studio has now become a serious vocation.
Since moving in we’ve had an open house—just to force us to finish moving in, and to introduce our clients and friends to where we work. This coming spring, 2011, we are once again thinking about another Open House, and putting more emphasis on our artwork—to exhibit and sell.
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