The Craft Room
The moment I stepped into the craft room, I could tell it was a place where magical things happened. My eyes did not know where to land first, I can honestly say I have never seen so much in one room.
The first wall to my right was filled with miniature shelves, housing inks, beautiful glass pens and sticks of wax. A line of wax seal stamps sat next to the pot of sticks. Next to these, a variety of hanging tins housed collections of pencils, pens, biros and gel pens. Above these was another shelf. It was a picture shelf, which had a multiple use. The rear was filled with large sketchbooks, mats and boards, in front, photos of the whole family were arranged, easy to see from the desk.
I scanned my eyes along the wall further, to a recess. Clearly once a closet, the door had long been removed, and the inside filled with drawers and shelves. It was packed with files, greetings cards and lots of spare cards and envelopes for card making.
I continued scanning around, anti-clockwise. A tall narrow tower of rainbow drawers were next, a colourful feast for the eyes. Every drawer labelled of its contents, the owner clearly an artist too, from the labels. On top of the drawers sat pots full of every type of paintbrush you could imagine, well used too.
I continued my journey, to a huge cube storage unit. Consisting of 25 cubes, around a third were filled with an assortment of pink, black and orange canvas cubes, their contents concealed. Others were filled with books, magazine files, papers, boxes and drawers. Every section of the unit was filled to the brim.
I continued scanning the room, next was the window wall. The Venetian blinds were almost fully closed to avoid the heat of the sun on all the supplies, but the room still felt light. A large white desk filled the whole length of that wall, it’s surface covered with desk mats, letter writing supplies and mugs from holidays filled with writing pens of every type. Fluffy, ornate, expensive, calligraphy, you name it. To one end was a little shelf. On here, a random selection of different size jars were arranged, filled with every type of ribbon you could imagine. Piles of boxes were on the desk too, of which the contents were concealed. The desk continued around to the next wall, more mats, and a very smart looking sewing machine. More machines were lined up, for various card making techniques. On that wall, hung a huge pinboard, with everything from scissors, to wooden shapes hanging from it. That was not all though, as below the desks were also filled with a rainbow of plastic drawers, all carefully labelled with its contents, housing papers, embellishments and more. I wish I could say that was all, but the floor was filled with an assortment of storage boxes, filled with paper pads and books, pens and more. There was a tiered cart full of cases and pens and tools, and another cart full of drawers all neatly labelled. Everything seemed to have a place, despite the sheer quantity in there. And it’s owner, I would imagine, knows where to find everything. The room was painted in a warm cream colour, with a feature wall of teal, but it felt such a homely, warm and welcoming room. Anyone using this room, clearly gets much enjoyment from it, and it’s a pleasure to be in.