I’ve had 7 studio spaces in my life.
1. The floor of my teenage bedroom, half-way in the closet with a shade-less lamp. I would spill paint on the carpet and cut it out with scissors (sorry mom.) I would work after everyone else went to bed, staying up through the wee hours of the morning drawing not very good surrealist pictures and pasting together maybe-pretty-dope-still collages.… Read More