here is a confession. i have not one desk in my bedroom but two. have you heard of such a thing? one desk in a bedroom is a debatable topic, but two? it all started because i switched out my desk for a parsons desk i had sitting in another room. only problem is, that i had no where to put my old desk (pictured). so i scooted it to the other side of the room. and there she sits.
i used it a lot while i was crafting for my anthro event (will share pictures of that this week) and decided i kind of like having it for non-computer work, like listing, studying and writing. in fact, i did a little of that this morning. rain falling, starring out the window and doodling this . . .
i don’t suppose i can keep two desks in my room forever but maybe one day someday when i have a studio i’ll have a few desks going. i can’t let go of this old desk. it used to me my dad’s (i painted it, as you can see) and it means a whole lot to me. and for now, some days, i just pretend this is my little studio.