This is my space...just mine...a little corner of my house (well, really a room over the garage) that I have claimed as my own...
My haven filled with fabrics and burlap and notions...
...where I can sit with only the noises of the yard below...(and of course the hum of the sewing machine!)
I have an art studio...a creative space that I have packed full of anything needed to spark creativity...paints and papers...canvases & palettes...stuff & stuff & more creative stuff (just shy of hoarding a little bit...but used daily to create!)...but here there is stillness...
And softness...creativity blooms more quietly here, perhaps muffled slightly by the shelves and shelves of pillow forms
And the history of this tiny room meets with the simpleness of my current favorite sewing medium, burlap...
for this is where the "help" would have rested their weary feet...this tiny room a flight of steep steps above the yard
oh the conversations that this room held, now wedged tightly among the beadboard paneling and tucked in the corners of the painted, peeling shelves...
What would they say when they saw me gleefully sewing the simplest of feed-sack-making- coffee-bean-holding fabric? Jotting notes for new designs and patterns...falling in love with the coarse and uneven texture of this lowly woven jute...
I think they would chuckle...and join me for a glass of ice water...and we would sit for just a moment listening to the sounds of the yard below...
...and then we would both get back to work again!
...check out what's been created lately in my little sewing room here...
and go find this fabulous Olympic giveaway Hosted by Hatingmartha of my pillows here...
http://www.hatingmartha.com/let-the-games-begin/
what a special place to create!
ReplyDeleteMy grandmother's home had a room like that, and I used to sit in there to read when I visited her. It whispered to me, too.
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad you shared this. Now I can imagine you there creating.♥