The woman who did my stained glass class has offered the chance to use her studio space with a per use charge of something like 10$ on certain days.
It may be worth it to keep a person as such a good contact, and have a place to try out projects.
The woman who did my stained glass class has offered the chance to use her studio space with a per use charge of something like 10$ on certain days.
It may be worth it to keep a person as such a good contact, and have a place to try out projects.
well this one got pulled out from under me at the last minute. Which bites. Yesterday I’d all but handed him the money for it. Today I had the money but it turns out that while i “have priority in getting it”. There was one more person who came and didn’t all but andything she literally handed money to him. and he took it.
So it’s gone and now I’ve the craving and the enthusiasm for studio space in a bohemian loft and nothing to find to fill it. Sigh Off to search for something else. This one has just been thrown a major hurdle and will take some serious time to get that close again.
I checked out the studio today.
Bohemian to the core. Like a cross between a third world refugee camp with people actually crashing there during the day because they don’t have an apartment (between rent and studio they chose art over security and comfort), and office cubicles.
Only the cubicles are made of what ever barrier you choose to errect around your area often to the twenty foot cielings. But even more the whole floor has similar things. Agroup that does stage design for theatre, a wood shop, a Traveling troop of ‘junk’ musicians (playing on trask cans and what not)and a few other artist. It’s an area of art sub culture, an underground… three stories up if you will.
It looks beat to heck but there is a sort of romantic charm to the whole atmosphere. It’s hard to describe. That nest of things and people devoted to life on the periphery. Seeing, capturing and expressing the things from culture that they can view from the outside. Not just able but actively choosing to stand outside the regular atmosphere and share visions of the beauty and pain that blur into each other, a melange with which culture is painted.
as you can see i’m all peotic and stuff after my tour.
Now I’m just pondering the cost of living, studio, transport and health problems before commiting to the cost. I may be able to split the cost with someone, to help ease the burden on me. Plus I’m in need of exploreing ways to earn a little more these days.
I practice crafts with the hands, and with the soul and the reinforce one another and blend together. So being able to sit at a place and do some craft is like a prayer, or meditation.
But right now I haven’t a place to do much of anything, no room and lease restrictions hamper many of my creative desires.
Buuuut, I may have just found a lead to having studio space with 24/7 access, nearby, shared with 7-9 other artists. For a price that is more then food for the month, but this is something sweeter than any cake. And to top it off the front of the building has a small gallery that the artists rotate their materials through.
I have to juggle my finances a little and maybe come up with an additional source of income (needed anyway) to make this something that lead to more struggle than this struggling artis can deal with.
This may be the start of tearing open a creative streak that could leave a mark across my life and those I can touch.