Previously... well, it was a mess. Not as bad a mess as it (historically) has been -- the floor was clean, but for dog hair and lots of shoes.. But my fairly small desk had a sewing machine, thread and bobbins and pins, heaps of strangely-cut fabric and scribbled possible-designs, along with letters, notes, various receipts (for Thai food? Why would I have a receipt for Thai food?), school books, library books, canvasboards, a panel-board for acrylic paints, boxes of various pencils and pens, a bag of coloured pencils, scissors, half-finished paintings, sketch books, plates with acrylic dried on (and a completely clean plate -- why, me?), spoons (?) .....

You get the idea.

My (cardboard) 'art' box was similarly awful. Supplies stacked around and on top of it, and I found my Linguistics book there too.

The upshot of organizing all of it -- and throwing away receipts for Thai food -- is two-pronged.

** I now know that I have absolutely no need whatsoever to ask people to give me art supplies for Christmas. None. At all. Nope. Got everything I need for lots and lots of traditional art -- acrylic paints, watercolours, canvas (stretched and board and bound-in-a-book) and cold-press paper (on block, in book, and loose), pencils (of varying hardness and diameter and colour), drawing paper...... yea.

** And! I found several unfinished art pieces, at least one of which I really want to finish -- a semi-stylized illustration from R. Scott Bakker's book The Thousandfold Thought. Oo fun.



The annoying part is that I actually have homework over Fall Break (which is, very annoyingly, nearly over).


<end rant>
Here. Have a song: Ghosts by Florence and the Machine.