So I've been threatening a while, and here is a rather poor photo of my space. That thar special chair is where I sit, with my little table of paints, and I work on that thar canvas that has its back to you. It's not looking very pretty right now. I bought that pink tub to put my paints in because you can push the edges together and carry it like a bag, so I'd be able to take the paints home. They never come home. Home is for internets.
Behind Baron Von Duck there is my little booth with reference photos and my other paintings and various wonderments. I wish for a bed so I can sleep in there. I love it. I shall miss it next year.
To the left you can see
Kelly and
Rachel's paintings and
Laura's in the foreground.
Tomorrow I shall be there all day, with 79p noodles of joy and delishus bananas. I can't wait :|
1 comment:
If I showed you a picture of my work space at Uni you'd think I was harboring some deep psychological disturbance - it's pristine!
My bedroom, on the other hand looks like a bomb hit it! Haha.
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