Yeh, five and a half months in between posts a great blog will not thee make.
I know, but let me show you what I’ve been up to.
Remember the little art studio I had built last August? You can check out that post here if you want to.
Well, when I’m not home schooling, cooking, and all the regular stuff around here… I’ve been working on the art studio. Loosing my Dad left a HUGE hole in my heart, so the making of this studio has been VERY therapeutic for me.
I just love my little space! Let me give you a quick tour.
This is my work table (craigslist), and what you see when you walk straight in the double french doors. The awesome triple light over the table is an old chicken brooder light I found at an antique market. I just love it.
Turning to the right, I have a lighted hutch (craigslist) to display some of my work.
And further over, a stand up desk (craigslist) that I painted. The old industrial stool was a birthday gift from my friend Maurene.
Turning a little more to the right, and looking back at the doors, this is on the left side. A little tribute to my loving Daddy, who made this possible in the worst way possible.
Now, standing back in the doorway and turning left is my sink and counter area.
The brick behind the counter is the faux sheet brick stuff, screwed onto the wall, and then I dry brushed white over it. The cabinets, counter-top and bookshelves are all from IKEA. (Love the products, hate the store.) The water dispenser (hot and cold) was another craigslist find. Best 50 bucks in the room! The big thing next to the water dispenser is the standing air conditioner. I may come to like it later on in the summer.
Turning more to the left…
My little sitting area. The love seat & ottoman are off craigslist. I did order the white cover for the love seat from JCPenny. The old ladder, flea market. Oval tray on ottoman, antique store, and another gift from Maurene. The shabby shic quilt on the back of the couch is from Target, and my friend Branndan made me the patchwork pillow. I painted the canvas over the couch a couple weeks ago. The words “I Come To The Garden Alone” are from a lovely old hymn. It was sung at my Dads funeral service.
And this is looking out the french doors into our backyard.
The last detail was finally finished this week, so, this weekend I had a little dedication service & party to honor my Dad, and to commit my artwork to the Lord. It was a wonderful evening.
Our good friend Matt did the service. It was beautiful. Perfect.
Here are some photos from the Dedication.
My friends Ralph and Tina brought me a hand-made sign. Ralph and his son-in-law James are the ones who did the drywall, insulation, wood ceiling, plumbing and various other things in the studio.
My husband cutting the ribbon.
Maurene and I made these little roses out of clay (on green pencils) to give out as favors.
Thank you to all of you who came and helped make it a very special event.
My Dad would have loved it.