Just because nobody understands you, doesn’t mean that you’re an artist.  But having a studio must help; every artist has one of those, right?

My favourite place to be is right here in my workspace.  Rather than show you the full horror that would have any psychiatrist reaching for the hoarding section of their diagnostic manual, I shall start with a few highlights….

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These button drawers come from old treadle sewing machines. One of the many organisational tasks that has been started is button sorting, and these drawers are the proud owners of tidy rows of acid-free board onto which are sewn some of my favourite buttons in a melange of groupings such as colour, (vague) era, material, prettiness, size and kitchness (note the fluffy dice).
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Glass buttons. Probably mostly Czech. Also some studio glass with gold leaf.
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Every grrl needs a plastic grass frame and large jars of vintage sequins.