Today I am meant to be researching typewriter notation in the 1920s, but my mind is drifting to all the exciting things I could do if I had a studio space.
Don’t get me wrong, I kinda love living amongst the wooden trays and rusty machines, waking to the smell of white spirit, finding oddments of type in the cutlery drawer. But, if I just had some more room…
I really want a space where I can drop ink on the floor and not worry about deposits and landlords. I want to be able to ‘go to work’ in the studio, rather than feeling cramped and crowded in my small living space.
Hmm, better get printing and plotting, and then maybe one of these days a space will emerge.