since I moved out of the city studio (in, like February?), I've been living in amongst boxes and, slowly, over the months, as I was writing my book, this is what I was working amongst:
Pretty atrocious, right? So when I passed a book deadline, I promised Mum I would clean it up - she was threatening to come and do it herself and I knew damn well I would have nothing left if she did! So we pulled everything OUT and I started again.
It took DAYS. (I am so embarrassed)
So here is the cleaned-up version:
On the basket shelf to the left you can see my art journals in progress too....