The place I go everyday to work is the studio. We are very fortunate
to have a walk-out basement under our house, which is dry,
(relatively) clean, brightly lit, and has its own AC zone. My
office/den is also down there/here. I have had a studio most of the
time for the last 15 years, and/or a designated place for a drafting
table for the last 23 years.
Norman has a smaller “shop” down here also, but he rarely uses it
these days…I pull wire in there and use his anvil. It is a typical
metal shop type of place, no carpeting on the slab and is occupied by
a huge (9’ x 5’) computerized XY table that he built a couple of
years ago. The studio has indoor/outdoor carpet that the previous
artist/owner installed to help sell the house. Legend has it that
the slab underneath has a Jackson Pollock-type cacophony of paint
splatters and evidence of artworks from another time.
No matter what kind of work is done in there, it always seems more
likely to be called a studio. My previous one was in a dank, mildewy
basement in the Virginia mountains where the sun rarely shone and I
suffered from SADS a lot. Here, I sometimes go a whole week without
leaving the property except to walk the dog once a day, and midnight
comes way too quickly. For the most part, I only go upstairs to eat
and sleep. And visit my husband occasionally throughout the day.
Nel Bringsjord
GIA Diamonds, AJP
Safety Harbor, FL