I wish I Had a Studio
Careful now, this post is going to be a little bit live journal so the faint of heart should turn back now. I mean it!
As the title would suggest, I wish I had a studio; "o rly" one might say. I came to this conclusion after trying to find a place to start brainstorming a competition I came across. The project, to design a music studio in Haiti, seems like something I would like to be a part of.
But alas, like I said I have a problem. I have no where to really do anything; my desk, which realistically is the only place to write or draw in loose-leaf paper, houses my computer and mountains of papers that have no rational storage elsewhere.
The only other hard surface in my room is my dresser, which is where my light is. Not necessarily a problem in itself but once said light is turned on the brightness is overwhelming. Plus there are other things stored on my dresser as well, which puts the actual surface space down to about zero anyway.
So what am I to do? Nothing, I suppose. I can't really change the fact I don't have anywhere else to put this stuff (a lot of which isn't even mine, by the way) nor can I change the fact I can't just add more surfaces to my room. It isn't nearly big enough. If I had more money, I could add collapsible surfaces, but, alas, I'm a relatively poor college student.
Oh well. I suppose I'll simply continue to mope about all the stuff I need. Its either that or actually getting the things I need - but that's to hard.