Tears fell this morning, as I took down my garage studio. It was time to do the winter clean up in the garage and prepare. There’s one thing I can’t stand in the winter, and that is walking out the door to go to work and having to clean all the snow off the car, and get into a freezing cold vehicle. So, we clean out the garage, take down the studio so we can park in there all winter, with a nice heater to keep the cars warm, and no snow. But, I felt a quiver in my heart as I put the last of my glass rods away and carefully packed my tools. Sure, I have a friend I can rent studio time from, but it’s not the same as being at my house. Just popping up and torching whenever the urge hits. So with a heavy heart, I packed a piece of myself away today. We decided that we are going to make one of the spare rooms in the house a studio for me, so that I can torch whenever I want to…. but that could take some time, and like any artist… I WANT IT NOW. At least the hope that it will happen keeps a slight smile on my face, but the anxiety gets to me. I walked into the empty garage this afternoon, and a single tear fell down my cheek.