Sweet relief

After some months of negoiation, stubborness, and downright dirty manipulations, I have managed to cajole a complete area for myself in the workshop I half jokingly call “the mistress” ( my partner spends all his time and money on her).
I cant quite describe the relief it is not to have to wash up brushes, move half dried paintings out, pack up drawing and so on. I can just leave it thus!!!
Even better, I have been gifted with a wonderful easel four times the size of my previous one. Perfection.

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