people always ask me what my workspace is like.
it's my room.
it's my creative space #PEACHYS
i live here, i work here, i sleep here. it's my space. there's a lot of art and design magazines and stuff. my mom printed out some of my own photographs so i could, you know, get some inspiration from myself or something. i look back on my 2006 self (aka that painting from the first grade) for sources of creativity. real casual.
my room is a balance of myself. there's a lot of graphic prints and minimalist stuff, but there's also an R2D2 on my pillow, a tardis on my desk, and pictures of planets in my closet. i'm very discreet with my inner nerd, but there are hints of it everywhere.
there are usually more plants in my space. i killed most of them. what a shame.
there are cracks on my wall. some are new, some are old. our building is shifting and the wall closest to my bed looks like it's about to fall apart. it adds character. yeah.
i have a whole turntable space on my credenza. the flash didn't really reflect well on it, so i deleted all the pictures. it's there though.
i think comfort fuels my creativity + motivation + productivity.
this is common comfort...
too much?
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