When I walked through my house for the first time, many areas spoke to me. No area spoke to me more than the attic though. I immediately envisioned an artistic space with natural light next to the window for painting.
Today I finally broke out my new paints (Thanks Billyboy!) from Christmas and used this space just how I had envisioned it last February. It's only been a year!
I started painting at 8:30 this morning and I'm still sitting in my new favorite spot right now (12:43Am). Of course I worked out and ran errands on this drizzly Saturday, but I spent most of the day up here, goofing off and becoming friends with my expressive side. It feels good to be home.