In fact, I have the *whole* basement at my disposal. It’s a good 800 sq ft of MY SPACE. MINE. Art. Tarot. Magic. An entire wide open space just for me. I have dreamed about this moment my entire adult life.
Which is why I trucked all my oil pastels upstairs and I’m arting at the kitchen table. You can’t see my Tarot cards in this photo, but rest assured, they too, are also part of the sea of kitchen table clutter.
Yup.
