There are few breaks in life as a parent, but i’m currently enjoying a short one as Heidi & Naish are up North in the wilds of Minnesota. Since’s Naish birth, my home office (studio?) has become a dumping ground of bills, broken electronics, unread magazines, and anything else that comes along. While it’s gathered a very nice “patina” of artistic clutter, it’s also just becoming an unworkable, disorganized craphole. So much so, that my 5AM wake-ups to “work” usually just involve trying to find space to put a cup of coffee down.
my desk surface pre-clean up:
So given the opportunity, I flipped the bedrooms around and moved my office into Naish’s bedroom. I tried to catalog a bit of what I found:
One Giant box of glue(s)
Way too many vintage cameras from college:
Embarrassing tech books to be recycled
Lego fallingwater! 
Two giant boxes of random wires in the closet. 
and after digging out the bedroom, here was all the crap that doesn’t have a home yet…
