Most days I could have a rather dramatic tantrum about not having having a room of my own......a space to make....... a studio.........somewhere
I usually make at the kitchen table which allows me to stay at the centre of the family. It means I can hear all they do and they can see the processes I go through. We share making things and everyone usually has an opinion on what is needed.
Today however the table was taken with the mending of a remote control car, some glitter art and a school project that needed mending.
I was pushed out to the garden.
Actually it was rather nice.