I'm an interdisciplinary artist in Winnipeg. My work is pretty much always about feelings.
Interested in quiet, soft (both literally and not) forms of feminist practice, unicorns, and TMI.

After!

I must be in a good space right now, because I spent the week getting this place feeling like a real workspace I can use. I’m very, very excited. First I cleaned out a corner for my partner to keep his e-drums set up – they were stacked on top of the hope chest I keep my fabric in. Very irritating for all involved. I couldn’t get at my stuff without risking a hernia, and he never felt like getting them down to play. It was fun to surprise him with that.

Got all my plants organized and in the window. Then I got everything I could out of the room. All these bins of tools and unsorted crap, gardening stuff, garbage… When I cleaned out my studio at the university, I left a bunch of stuff in bins in my basement. I just didn’t have the energy to deal with it at the time. I got all the bins empty and the items all have homes.

The final thing was repainting these thrift store shelves to make a little zine spot (Hesitant to call my tiny pile a “zine library”). Oh. And I put this christmas cactus I bought thinking it was a geranium cutting on my grandma’s old plant stand with a doily for maximum “old lady” vibes.

Next step is getting some window plastic and budget insulation attempts (blanket wedged in balcony door) to prepare for winter. I did get a heater last year, which helps a lot. The old radiator in here doesn’t really do much. In the spring somebody came to fix a hole in the ceiling and realized that there was a hole all the way to outside in the roof, so that might help with the chill, too, although I wouldn’t put it past them to have put in sawdust for insulation. Old houses are funny.

Anyway, ¬†here’s some photos.

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