Loo and behold
After three years in Limbo, I have finally claimed a space to call my studio. It is not the spacious sunny loft I had been dreaming of, but it beats being squeezed in on the kitchen counter between the fridge and the food processor. In fact, the only person who was benefiting from the previous arrangement was Adam, once he was tall enough to reach the top of the counter he had no difficulty at all in dragging the paint tray down to his level, but when he learned to climb on chairs that’s when... Sign in to see full entry.