I rented my new studio last week, and am waiting anxiously to move in. Here is a shot of the space facing the east wall.
The current tenants will be out shortly. I really like my turquoise floor.
Waiting to move in is hard. I feel starved to paint - it has been a long hiatus, and although drawing and photography have kept my visual eye amused, I long for the feel of deep immersion that studio hours provide.
We found a great trail yesterday afternoon, and walked along the ship canal for a mile or two.
|Daughter, Instagramming along the way...|
|I am treasuring these last days of winter, making the most of these waiting moments.|