A clean table awaits me. In my studio world, the blank slate is beloved space.
Open space nurses an idea, giving it room to breathe, to grow, to take on a life of its own.
When I’m inspired, the sacred space of my studio feeds my creativity.
Bead boards and black trays contain projects. Lined up, the colors fight for attention and the ideas proliferate. Shelves of small necks with cabochons await selection as the next focal point. Boxes with similarly colored beads add to options. It’s as if they say, “Pick me, anytime, but especially this time!”
When I’m worried, the comforting familiarity of my studio nourishes me back to an even keel.
Working with the beads reduces friction and calms my being. I smooth my fingers over old trade beads and imagine the spirits contained therein. I sort glass beads and other bead purchases by color or by size and feel the order that organization initiates.
When I’ve been away, my workbench beckons. The tools that grace its edges gleam, secure in the belief they can get any job done.
I know the flush cutter helps me eliminate waste. My chain plier represents precision twisting. The crimp tool is my friend. The glue, the hemostats, the scissors…together, my tools support my creative endeavor.
Yes, my studio honors my soul and is respectful of my creative potential.
Ten days from now my space opens to the public. If you’re in the Albuquerque area, consider taking in the eighth annual Sandia Heights Art Tour, 10am-5pm, September 10-11, 2011.
Seventeen artists in eleven studios encourage you to look, shop and enjoy. Find additional information about the tour and each of the studios along the way online.
Multi-talented acrylics painter (and weaver and mixed media artist), Karen Nesbitt, shows with me. Her paintings will line the outside steps and march across the landing to lead you into my studio.
At that point, we’ll welcome you, my studio and me.
Do you think of your studio as a presence?