In our old place I had a sewing space. A sewing table with a machine, a closet with everything stuffed in it. In our new place I have a large room with two newer machines, a cutting table, a china cabinet with all of my fabric, ruler folded, a closet to hold the fabric on bolts, batting, etc. I made it my studio by adding things that just make me feel good. My grandmother-inlaw's rocker that she used to quilt in, an inhereted treadle, the pie safe my dh gave me to hold all my quilt books, and decor that I love, love, love. Sometimes I do call it my studio. But, I almost always call
it my happy place. I smile everytime I enter.