my office

where i sleep and throw my clothes and sometimes watch a movie

where i sleep and throw my clothes and sometimes watch a movie

i killed my plants

i killed my plants

where i make stuff

where i make stuff

where i keep the messy stuff

where i keep the messy stuff

where R2D2 lives

where R2D2 lives

where the only pictures i have with my friends are

where the only pictures i have with my friends are

where i keep a picture of them

where i keep a picture of them

where projects die and are born

where projects die and are born

where clips that don't actually work are #aesthetic

where clips that don't actually work are #aesthetic

where i keep artwork from first grade

where i keep artwork from first grade

there's just a random donut on my desk

there's just a random donut on my desk

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?