Sometimes I wonder who I am trying to impress, myself or company. I am fairly neat and organized. I mostly put things away after their use and mostly get the aftermath of scraps from a project cut up and stashed. But not always. I feel so fortunate to have my sewing studio, my machines, my stash. I feel gratitude each time I enter my space, be it clean and tidy or a little messy. I've worked years for my stuff. It's my solace. I feel blessed to be a quilter. I feel blessed to have stuff to use and make a mess. I feel blessed to have a mess. I feel blessed to clean it up. It's my gift that I have been given and that I can in return also give. So if someone else looks inside my world be it tidy or messy perhaps they just might be blessed too, because magic happens here, wonderful creative magic. Because out of that room comes items of creation that is born thru work and imagination and out of needed messes. There is a deep love for color, texture, shapes, combinations and my world is filled with it when I enter my space. I love my organized tidiness and messyness. It's what defines my creative process. I am wonderfully fortunate to be a quilter.