The picture above is the studio in the making in 2008: the little white spots are snow!
We've all done it- pushed paper, paints, fibre, yarn, fabric, whatever aside to plonk a bowl of cereal in front of a child while co-ordinating the morning rush out the door to catch the bus.
I have a photo somewhere of my eldest son doing his homework next to a still life arrangement while I painted. The kids had a steady diet of whisps of fibre in their food for years.
Truth is, a studio is just as much a state of mind as a space.
I've had kitchen tables, spare rooms, verandahs, a cottage (for a bit). They all worked if I could focus, and for that I had to pick my times.
The Bowerbird Studio came into being when we moved to O'Connell in 2008. A friend who is a builder and my lovely husband, transformed a 3 sided dirt floored shed into a cosy spacious studio and its a gift that just keeps giving.
We had a slab laid, and Muz and Pete ripped out the rickety internal walls and a mezzanine full of empty boxes and rat poo. They insulated, then lined and the plasterers finished it off. Then we painted using up the left over paint from repainting the house. Pete then nearly gassed himself painting the floor, and viola! My studio.
The Bowerbird Studio has evolved as my curiosity has evolved. Bookcases, plan drawers and tables have moved in. Junk that was dumped in the studio because it was convenient was moved out.
My collections have evolved as well, reflecting my interests. They get edited regularly either composted, or given away, to be renewed by new finds.
It's a fantastic space, and is open by appointment, as I love to share. Dont expect it to be tidy though;)