“A time is coming when men will go mad, and when they see someone who is not mad, they will attack him, saying, ‘You are mad; you are not like us.'” ― St. Anthony the Great
That's how my work desk always looked. Only I didn't do pop-ups.
I knew a guy who was an illustrator and he had a huge collection of Jazz records. He listened to Jazz while he worked. That sort of captured my imagination, caused me to wonder.He was well-read, too. Had a lot of books. I think he used a straight edge to make sure the spines were all in perfect alignment on his bookshelves.I admired him.
It's obvious there's real work going on in that work area because it's not all tidy and s**t.I had a big internal debate whether I should delete or leave "and s**t" in the above sentence. Authenticity won out.
Oh S**t!A goose in a wheat field is one thing, my dear;It's a goose in a park path I cannot bear.
Mine is similar, but any honest workspace has lube.My Workspace
Looks more like a goose being hatched inside a mind field.
And on the seventh day Chip rested.
It looks... well, cluttered, bags.
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