I am appreciative of the offer of a genie to help me construct my ideal reading/writing/creating space, but I really don’t need magic to have a place to call my own. I am lucky because I already have a room to call mine. When my husband and I moved into our new home, we had an “extra” room that we didn’t know what to do with. We toyed with the idea of a guest room, but we don’t get that many overnight visitors. We also have a furnished guest room so making another seemed a bit silly.
This room sat empty (well, in truth it collected flotsam from all other parts of the house) for about 7 months. My husband, who believes in my artistic talents far more than I do, kept urging me to make this space into an art room, a studio where I can make a mess if I want or just go inside and close the door if I need a spot to think. I kept waffling, saying that I didn’t need a studio; he kept kindly suggesting that I did….And of course, in his infinite wisdom, I learned that he is right.
We bought a drafting table and chair and an area rug to put down so I can pull out my paints and pastels and not worry about where materials settle. I have the drafting table placed just below a window which allows me to look out onto our front yard. I can see the trees, the snow, the grass beneath and – if feeling a bit blocked or lazy – I can simply look out and watch for the occasional car to pass by.
In my room, I also have some bookshelves, a table and a small chest with storage for most of my art supplies. A swing arm lamp is mounted to my drafting table to spotlight my work and help me see values and color tones. On the wall I have hung a bulletin board so I can tack up images or ideas that inspire. Now I am taking a class in pastels so the work I am doing – mainly still lives – litter the room.
I like having a room to call my own, a place dedicated to my inner self and outward expression. I like to color, paint and play in this room but I also like to read, write and listen to music. All in all it’s a very comfortable space that is beginning to reflect me. I am grateful that we have this luxury of space and that I have the time to devote to my artistic development. I am lucky I have a partner who thinks that I am special and who encourages me to be creative.
So, no genie required. I have a safe haven where I can dabble in posts, paintings or any other activity that captures my attention. Certainly, Virginia Woolf got some of it right back in 1929…a dedicated space and a level of freedom/independence makes it far, far easier to create and cultivate talents.