Yes, this is my studio that I proudly put together in thirty days this past summer and bragged about how organized it is. Actually, the studio IS organized it's just that I am not. I've known for five months that I would be putting on a sale with The Traveling Door in October, so it isn't like I didn't have enough lead time. After every sale I say I am going to be more organized for the next one. I am saying that again because this is the result of my latest round of last minute cramming.
My excuse this time was that I needed to wait until we got Adam moved on to college so I could claim this space for myself. Then it took me the thirty days to pull it together into what I call my studio space. Shortly after that we had a a personal family set back that definitely needed to take priority over painting. Throw in a trip to the east coast and another one to Lake of the Ozarks and before I knew it I had three weeks to prepare.
I had more projects in various degrees of completion going on out in the painting garage. I'd have so many projects going on and so many paint colors that I'd set my brush down, move on to something else and not come back to it until the brush was rock hard and worthless. New brushes will definitely be in order.
The good news, though, it that despite this horrendous colossal mess, it returned to "normal" with relative ease. The beauty of having an organized space is there really is a place for everything and it really does make clean up so much easier. It only took me about an hour to put everything away and wipe down the counters. I still haven't vacuumed. Even though I fight it, I do have that lazy side to me and I hate to vacuum. I also learned what worked well and what maybe needs to be tweaked but that will be another post. For now I am just enjoying my calm reorganized and clean blue heaven.