Did you catch the article in the May/June 2007 issue of Scrapbooks Etc. about contributing editor Erikia Ghumm’s vintage scrapbooking room? I couldn’t locate the article on line for you, but I did locate Erikia’s blog with behind-the-scene photos here. I’ve seen lots of pictures/posts about scrapbook rooms, but I believe this one would be my paradise. If I had this room, I don’t think I’d ever leave it. You’d all just have to come visit me there and bring up chocolate to sustain me.
Even though plastic storage is often very economical and efficient, like Erikia, I love to look at alternative storage ideas. Erikia found her solutions in secondhand stores, estate sales, Goodwill, and antique shops, so her room has old soda crates for paint storage, cookie tins for buttons and vintage suitcases with "luggage tag" labels for photos and beads. Her article has challenged me to keep looking for storage solutions "outside the box." (Sorry, pun intended.)
As promised, here are some more little peeks at my craft room, not quite my paradise room yet, but that’s the fun of it. It gets to evolve along with me and my craft. My Tom helped me install the brackets I got last weekend from IKEA.
From left to right on the top there are my Prisma pencils and blending stumps in hanging buckets, embossing powders and Pearl-Ex on the hanging shelves, and art sponges in the last little bucket. On the bottom are more Prisma pencils, embossing buddy and heat gun in the burgundy and green buckets, and sponge daubers, Prima flowers, and buttons. Are you catching the Bravo Burgundy and Old Olive theme? This big over-stuffed chair is why . . .
I helped my Mom pick out this chair and she liked to nap in it in the afternoon sun. I love that two focal points of my room are my Dad’s desk and my Mom’s chair. Yep, I’m a sentimental ole’ fool. That big chair limits work and storage space but it’s so much more important to me that my Tom can read or just chat with me there. That’s my Mom’s sewing machine/cabinet on the left and behind the chair is my Grandma Black’s foot-pedal sewing machine. Grandma made an awful lot of my clothes growing up with that manual machine, and my Dad was very proud that he maintained it throughout the years so that it still works. The bulletin board was a cheapie I found at a craft store and painted it with black/green and crackle. The wooden boxes hold photographs I’ve inherited and have just given up that I’ll get into scrapbooks any time soon. Eventually I need to make sure those pictures are at least in more archival safe and organized storage, but these met my needs at the time.
God bless Cropper Hopper, they have some great solutions. But . . . there are some really fun antique stores in the town just north of me, Georgetown. After reading Erikia’s article, well, I’ve got some more ideas to go shopping! Think they’re open on Sunday?