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Monday, February 11, 2013

Thursday's Children (and also Monday Musings) - A Virtual Tour of My Office

This has been sort of a hell week for me, so at the lovely Rhiann Wynn-Nolet suggested that my office post do double duty for the Thursday's Children post. I thought it was a brilliant idea, so we're going with that. Below, you can see some of the things that inspire me in my work space!

And you can also see the work spaces of my Monday Musings writers - just click on their names to check out their offices, too! Kirsti Jones, Tess Grant and Lynn Dozema.

Okay, so it's clutter. No, really cluttered. But it works and it's home.

This is my desk. Actually, it used to be my husband's when he was a kid, but I cleaned it up, put new hardware on it and adopted it. It's where I keep my journals, rocks and whatever reference material I'm using at the time. Oh yeah, and the computer.


My office also doubles at my sewing room. I have, what one would consider, an unhealthy addiction to fabric. But I'm working on purging a bunch of it this year. If I don't have very specific plans for it, it's out. Oh, and the old treadle machine under the new one actually works. It's gorgeous, too.

This is one of the bookcases. As you can see, it's overloaded and also in need of purging. And that's Thelma, my dressmaker's dummy wearing a shawl my mom made me. The harp was given to me by a friend. One of these days I'll learn how to play it. You know...in my spare time.
This is just some art I like. Or, more art I like. My kids call them "The Butt People." The unframed print is by a very talented local artist named Gary Elderidge and the print is called The Muse of Art and Literature. It's absolutely beautiful up close - I wish I could get a better picture of it.
I've ended up with a lot of instruments in my office - some are mine, some not so much. The three hand drums, harp, dulcimer, recorder, trumpet and bamboo flute are mine. The two guitars, concert flute and violin are not. And yet...here they are in my office. Hmm...
This is a gorgeous Victorian chemise that I rescued from a house that was scheduled to be destroyed back when I was in college. I wish I'd had the foresight to pry out the fireplace mantles and take the old glass doorknobs and other fixtures. Unfortunately, I didn't.
Anyway, this is my little chaos corner. Hope you enjoyed the tour. :) 

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27 comments:

  1. Love it! Someone else who enjoys music, fabric, and writing! I have tons of stuff, too. But it's home, even though my kids have threatened to put me on the hoarders show. Oh well. Enjoyed your tour.

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    1. I will be doing some fabric purging this summer...want me to drop it off at your place? ;)

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  2. I love all the instruments, especially the harp. It's adorable! What a cozy eclectic office space- not sure why but it's much like I would have imagined it. :)

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    1. I'm not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing if it's like you imagined, Lynn! ;)

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  3. How nice to have all your work in one spot! My sewing machine is tucked away in a portable case so in order to sew it's a big deal (to me, anyway) to haul it out and mess with it. That's my excuse anyway...

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    1. I totally get that - I'm much more likely to sew if I don't have to haul it out. I'm also much more likely to mend things that need fixing, too.

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  4. Wow. I love this. I'm a big "clutter" person. Clutter=Happy. :) Cool collections. Thanks for sharing with us!

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    1. Thanks, Tamara! Also, I'm glad I'm not the only cluttery one! :D

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  5. Thanks for the flattery ;) And I'm still coveting your harp...

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    1. It's all true, m'dear! :) The harp really is lovely. It was handmade by gypsy artist who travels the Ren faire circuit. I was inspired to tune it the other night - it's got such a great sound. this might be the year I teach myself to play it!

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  6. It looks like a place inspiration would thrive. Lots of lovely treasures - thanks for sharing!

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    1. You know...it really is a place where inspiration thrives. :)

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  7. Awesome — that's not an office.... that's a museum!! Amazing that you surround yourself with so many things that can potentially inspire you.

    By the way, "The Butt People" deserve their own book (and that should be the title). LOL.

    Thanks for sharing!

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    1. LOL! Now I have "that's no moon...that's a space station" in my head. :)

      Title of new WIP: The Butt People. :D

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  8. love, love, love this space of yours!!! totally digging the antique, vintage, artsy vibe. great post :)

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    1. Thank you - so much! :D I'm a sucker for "treasures".

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  9. You've got lots of interesting objects to look at. I love the Victorian chemise.

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    1. It's so pretty and the fabric is just so fragile now, it couldn't possibly be worn anymore, but it makes for great art. :)

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  10. YAY! I can comment!! :) I love your space. I see lots and lots of inspiration just waiting to be immortalized in one of your stories!!

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    1. YAY! I'm so glad we figured out the comment thing! :) You know...I have been a little stuck. Maybe I'll look around and see if anything sparks an idea. :)

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  11. I agree with John, that's a museum. Very cool! I love antiquey stuff. I always wonder what the story is behind everything.

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    1. I love antiquey stuff, too. I'm a sucker for an antique store or a flea market. :)

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  12. That's fabulous! Definitely a writer's office, for sure.

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  13. We had an end table made from an old sewing machine when I was growing up. I used to love to pedal it. Oh, the nostalgia! Hope you've had a relaxing weekend :-)

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