The nesting instinct

It is strong in me. As much as I say my studio is just a workplace—a place of utility—I keep zhoozhing it up. Prettifying. Cozifying. It is a curse. Or maybe a gift. Well, whatever. It makes me happy. I finally got the loft all organized and stuff stored in the under-the-roof storage space, which looked organized yet chaotic when I finished. I needed to get it out of sight.

When planning the space I was thinking there would be doors on those storage spaces, but doors seem so heavy and so demanding of space. I considered curtains, roll-up blinds, shoji screens and finally landed on something really simple. They are simple, white fabric panels, hung on hooks. I made the panels and put three grommets at the top of each.  When I want to get into storage I can simply push part of a panel aside, or unhook part or all of a panel depending on how much space I need to work with. I rather like the simplicity of it. There are six panels all together, extending down one entire wall of the loft.

Then I recovered the cushion on my old wicker rocker with some fabric I bought at an estate sale awhile back.

And I made a pillow for the back. (It needs one) The pillow was made from a tee shirt my daughter and son-in-law brought to me from Ecuador. I don't really wear tee shirts and this one was a touch snug anyway, but I loved the graphic design! It says, in Spanish, "my Quito has a huge sun and starry nights".

Here is the shirt before I cut into it. I cut both the front and back of the shirt and used both thicknesses to give the front of the pillow more opacity and body. The back and the piping are navy blue linen. I think it makes a fabulous pillow. And it reminds me of Quito—a very happy place for me. I have another tee shirt from Ecuador that will likely become a second pillow.

My reading corner needs a light of some kind and maybe a little table. I think I need a trip to Ikea.