I've been snoozing on my blog this week for a good reason. The clutter in my sewing room/studio was really getting to me and I was fearing for my safety every time I walked in there! A nice room at the end of a hallway, it had become the catch-all for all kinds of stuff, so I set out to conquer the mess and find some peace of mind.
It helped that my husband was away on business. I started out making piles of related items, sorting, purging and generally creating a disruptive hurricane throughout the house. Little by little I added things back into the room, in orderly containers, labeled and neatly displayed.
These before and after photos show just a corner of the room. Elsewhere, more work needs to be done.
I possess an inordinate amount of fabric for someone who works on a very small scale and does not even make quilts. Somehow it is hard to part with even a quarter yard of fabric which I remember buying in a quilt shop on Nantucket thirty years ago... Having a sentimental attachment to fabric might seem strange to some, but I suspect there are folks reading this post who understand the feeling. So, I'm holding my breath, packing up some cloth of questionable fiber content and getting rid of that with no compunction. But my little flowery cotton prints will go to find new homes where I hope they'll be used to make beautiful things.
The big clean-up is still in process, but I'm feeling some satisfaction with what has already
been accomplished. Now, if I just move the stuff off the chair, I might even be able to sit at my