I usually work from a corner of my kitchen, but we're re-decorating at the moment, so everything has had to be re-located until the work's finished.
Most of my art stuff has found a temporary home in our tiny spare bedroom (above). Actually calling it a bedroom is over generous, it's more of a glorified store cupboard, where old teddies, golf clubs and books go to die).
There's an exciting sense of the unknown about the day-to-day at the moment. Not sure why I thought a carboard box with the spare plates was the most logical place to store my business cards.
New mantra - "it'll all be worth it when it's finished".