When I grew up my grandfather had his workshop in this shed. It had previously been the home of a pig and then a laundry room. Grandpa did not care much about keeping good order or to decorate, as you can see in the first picture. A lot of junk gathered in there over the years. Tools and strange inventions lay scattered in heaps everywhere.
One day two years ago when I tried to find something I was looking for without success, I got so tired of all the clutter and not being able to sit anywhere and work. I noticed that there was a floor drain. A soft light from the window filled most of the room. It could have been an excellent studio if someone would just clean up in there, I thought.
I then realized that that someone was probably going to have to be me. For various reasons, I could not do anything about it until this summer. It took a week to clear out and wash away 50 years of dirt from the walls and floor. With a bit of white paint the shed turned into a very nice little room. Perfect for working during the holidays. Can’t wait to bring some of my own clutter there and draw.