Studio

My studio (if that is what you want to call it) is an ordinary place. It is small, compact with two full yellow walls, located in a suburb of Houston, Texas. The other walls are, I guess you could say, columns. It's a lovely place, but normally a place you would rather eat in than design and make custom jewelry. The only bonus about having this spot is that I have a large table that I can make a mess on and it's downstairs. I have always dreamed of having a studio. A room filled with art, photography and graphic design magazines. Unfortunately, my studio doesn't have any of those things, except art that I bought cheap at the local department store. My studio is a dining room. Yep, my two, tall, narrow window studio is my dining room. A computer lays on one end of the table, along with my camera, and a printer that sits on a TV tray nestled in the corner. My jewelry inventory and tools lay in my two drawers of my hutch. My studio. A place where True Tomboy's ideas, designs and late nights take form. It just happens to have a desk that seats 6.