I used to have a nice studio in central Brighton before I had my son Riley. It was convenient, nicely decorated and kept me fit running up and down four flights of stairs constantly. It was a given that motherhood would change my life, but actually I was totally unprepared for just how hard it would be to try to bring up Riley and remain true to my professional purpose. I'm sure I wouldn't be the first self employed mother to have this difficultly and I'm sure I won't be the last.
Aside from my work, both as mother and designer I also find myself missing the pure white walls of my previous studio, the awesome black carpet and the chandeliers that made it look...well, so much more presentable than my spare room and it has driven me to make my next DIY project my conservatory, which opens my studio out onto the back garden. As I have my afternoon coffee out here I am waking up to the potential of making this another useful business space.
This is what it looked like this morning: