Feeling much more settled these days now that the move is over, my art room/studio is set up, and Merrick, Bender and I have a set routine while Hubs is away at work. This is the first time I've ever had my own room dedicated soley to my creative side. My sanctuary. I finally have a place where I can go that is all mine, surrounded by things that inspire. I'm finding it much easier to stay motivated on doing projects and finishing pieces now that I have a space to do it in. There is always room to sit down and draw in my sanctuary. No more rushing to move pencils and pens, paints and inks hastily from the kitchen table while quick nibbled toddler hands reach for them with frightening speed and accuracy. No more having to rotate my tools of the trade from paintboards to light table, from computer to scanner on the same small space. It is all now set up in one place. All the time. My sanctuary.

Ah, it feels good to finally be home!