The Booth of Dreams

This is where i paint.
I put the false wall up so i could get a plain wall to paint on (space is tight here), adn though it's a pre 1900 (1886? i think) victorian cottage, it's had lots of brash alterations inflicted on it, and this room has a lowered ceiling with phoney beams - i know - 'orrible - but - it keeps the heat in.....
i fling paint around quite a bit so my computer which i use all the time for painting is there, protected in its own little cloth booth........which my partner refers to fake mysteriously as 'The Booth of Dreams' - i prefer 'Psychiatric Help 5 Cents'. he is allowed in - by invitation only. he calls it my crystal ball.
the little window is a borrowed light from my bedroom. another misnomer - it doesn't shed any light at all. sounds familiar.
And that's my cat, Mr Biggs, on the table. and that big roll of paper on the left, a present from my wonderful friend rubyjones. (the bliptch to you)

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