My Offices and Studios. My Creative Spaces. Where there is Creation, but never 'Work'

In 1999 I leaped overnight from the piano bench to a life of design and art.  I traded a life of music for an ever changing colorful reality of creativity.  A different kind of creativity than music. As I leaped in full force from Seattle to Los Angeles, I started a chapter in 2000 that is now in its 11th year.  Many rewarding projects, interesting clients, new friends and peers have enriched my life beyond my wildest dreams.  From a life of singularity I created a reality of plurality.  Large offices.  Staff.  People. Spaces,  color, texture.  These images are some moments in time as I ponder these 11 years.  Offices, art studios, warehouses.  All reflecting my psyche and creativity at that particular moment.  My offices are always white, neat and highly organized.  My art studios, on the other hand, are rough, messy and industrial.  It is there that I find complete creative freedom  (to the shock of those who I get to clean up afterwards!) I am, in the end, an individual that seeks constant learning, change and new horizons.  I change my environments, my routine, my clothes, my taste, and therefore my life.  Like a large canvas I get to paint over what is already there when I feel it complete or start another one anew.  I see life as Creation, and like the seasons, our environments should change as we change.