While I was rushing around today, getting everything together for my forthcoming school visits, the doorbell rang. It's a bit of a dash when I'm up in the studio, down two flights of stairs from the attic...
Worth it though, as it was the postman with a big package: always jolly exciting!
It used to be crammed into an overstuffed plans chest, with the overflow stacked in corners and under beds. So, when I converted our attic rooms into my present studio, I got a joiner to build me these handy little cupboards into the eaves, where I can store it all, wrapped up in plastic packages:
Talking of such things, if you didn't read it at the time, my artwork accident with Maddy the cat might make you smile (and wince!).