My space- my studio……well that is the idea but not the reality. This space tends to be a high traffic area at times. Let’s see: one painter(me), one husband, two kids, one brother, cousins, one dog, three cats, neighborhood kids- you get the idea. In fact, my daughter (who should be in bed) just interrupted that last sentence. But, she’s also the one who caught me on “film” with paintbrush in hand and behind my shoulder is a portrait I painted of her; Odessa my almost 8 year-old beauty. Back to the reality of my studio. My husband is also an artist, he gets to color comic books for a living! We have always shared a studio space and after 12+ years of marriage would have it no other way. Sometimes we chat or not but we seem to be able to compromise on the music played and are content to create and to just be in the same room. It tends to be pretty homey. On the floor there’s half of an apple core that my son gave to the dog, beautiful rugs (covered in said dog hair) and a futon in the corner for the above mentioned brother. With all that, it is a place for art. Nothing gets put away when I’m done. The still life set ups stay set up, paint tubes live out in the open and paintings in progress stay out to be ogled until they’re up again for the next round. Batter up!