It's hard to believe that this space I've called home for a year is as empty as it was when I moved in.
Upstairs. No more looms, shelves, tables, or yarn.
Downstairs. No more shelves, sewing machine or booth parts. Just a stack of empty boxes for the roommates to use whenever they move.
Tomorrow I'll have the new studio set up to the point that it will be ready to photograph.
What a lot of work! I'm glad the moving is over.