As a child, my favorite creative space was in a cardboard box. I would select several books, art supplies, make a sandwich and grab a drink. (How long did I expect to be IN there? I now wonder. ) With a Baby Ben alarm clock and four of my grandmother’s umbrellas for a roof, I was ready to go. It didn’t matter if it was raining or not. If it was, I’d find a beach towel to put inside on the floor. The real world and all that was in it could go by–I was in my own special place, and the stories or drawings I’d make surrounded me with creative ideas and inspirations.
Now I have a Grown-Up Creative Space. With tin for my roof, the Barn/Studio is just large enough in which to work, yet small enough to maintain without too much effort. The alpaca in the pasture sometimes poke their head in the front door just to watch. They ARE curious. They “hum” in my direction. Did you know alpaca hum when they’re curious or happy? Maybe I do, too.
Do you have your own Creative Space?
Paula B. Puckett 
What a terrific picture of your studio! I love how you tie your memories of your childhood creative hide-away with your grown-up version now. (And I’m sure those glorious alpacas are wonderful company.) Thanks for sharing!
Thanks, Robyn! The barn/studio is a great place in which to work.
Very nice Paula. I love the pictures that accompany the story.
Thanks, Suzanne!
LOVE IT! I used to love cardboard boxes too.. Especially large refrigerator boxes I could lay on their sides and lay down in. Perhaps, I need an adult creative space! 😀 LOVE the idea! .. Picturing mine already. 😉
I love your studio. I wish we were there to see it. We have great memories of your family. Your blog looks great!