|Jeff Szuc, illustrator,|
Welcome to my studio, before I give the tour though, I'd like to be totally honest: I did clean things up a little bit before I took the photos. I wish I could claim 'organized mess' or something similar but, in truth, it was just a desk load of dirty coffee cups and the dumpings of the miscellaneous things that end up accumulating in my pocket throughout the day.
Anyway, enough introduction, into the studio.
This is my space, I'm fortunate enough to have allot of window. Although I mostly work at night, I still like too be able too see my work in natural light in order too see what it really looks like. I Also feel I'm more able too sit for extended hours in a room with a window no matter that it's closed and the blinds are completely drawn (Feng Shui?).
Here we have my desk. I try to keep it bland; colourless and devoid of artwork on the wall (both my own as well as other peoples). I think it's better for the creative process that way -less external influence allowing you too focus on balancing the colours in the piece at hand. I once the painting I was most pleased with on the wall above my desk but found I was forever referencing it and trying to redo aspects I'd thought succesfull.
Anyhow, the piece tacked up to the wall is a sketch of the last piece I was working on. I don't like to work things out too tightly ahead of time so that I leave a little room for improvisation in the actual painting.
Don't get me wrong there's lots of artwork in my room; it's piled thick with it. It's just all on the wall behind me when I'm working. Most of these are the five by sevens I've been working on as well as a couple larger illustrations and the full sized paintings on the ground. I keep it all on rotation through out the rest of the house.
Lastly, in the opposite corner, we have my computer desk with my mac g4 (I'm staving off the daily overwhelming urge to upgrade since it's still more than adequate for everything I do.) Also of note on this desk we have just a few of the requisite toys and novelties, the sushi desktop picture I found on the Internet, and just a few of the odds and ends that when you clean up you never quite know what to do with.
And that, I think, about wraps it up for anything I can think of worth showing or telling about my space.
Joseph scarano, illustrator / graphic designer,
monroe, new york,
My desk... pretty basic. FYI I'm not a David Blaine fan by any stretch of the imagination... but I do like the poster, mostly for the illustration! Anyway... paints, computer, the aristocratic chicken, all pretty straight forward stuff.
Here is a full view... It's pretty small but it does the trick. We'll be moving soon and I'll finally have room to set up my drawing table, that'll be sweet.
Storage area for paints, sketch books, vintage science books, etc... We usually try to see how high we can stack those cat food cans before we take them to the recycling bin!
This is where I currently store most of my finished work. Mostly to protect them from the three morbidly obese cats that occupy this room during the daytime hours.
This would be one of said cats... her name is monkey. we also have a dog named piggy. this will undoubtedly be confusing for any children we bring into this world.
I took these photos at night so I couldn't take a picture from the window behind me... so I grabbed an old one. But this will be the view from my window in four-five months.
|Chris Braun, Graphic Designer|
"Here's my desk. Pretty boring really. Just the usual stuff – computer, toys, photos, PDA, post-it notes. The little black/blue phone is a new Skype phone I'm trying out. Unfortunately, I don't really know anyone using Skype, so if you want to call me feel free. Plenty of photos of my family – inspiration to get to work. If you look closely at the middle photo being cut off, it's me and my youngest son with Ric Ocasek (the Cars). We ran into him last year on our vacation – a thrill for me because he has always been one of my favorite musicians. Oh, and it looks like I'm supposed to call my dad and pay my AT&T bill:)"
"Some of my toys. Enough said."
"Pictures of my boys and some of their artwork. I think they have a real future in art. My oldest son drew the train when he was three. The hairy son in the middle is Mr. Bones. If you ever think about getting a Boston Terror (not a typo) just let me know and I'll be glad to come over and kick you in the groin. It will be less painful. Actually, he's kind of growing on me. I think it's his face that only a father can love."
"Here's the boring side of my studio. My large scale printer, server, and back-up work station. I really need to do something with those blank walls." -CB
|Sean Kane, Illustrator,|
Victoria, BC, Canada
This is the main working area of my backyard studio. I feel very fortunate to be able to spread out and to have three work areas -- a digital area with two old monitors cranking out the radiation, a drafting table painting area, and a workbench area on the left. Pantone paper over the windows for low-tech control over the light streaming in. Fancy!"
"Painting area with my handy metal cabinet that rolls around to just where it needs to be and holds all of the usual suspects: acrylic paints, brushes, printing inks, rollers, printed papers, sketchbooks, etc."
"Postcards, personal work, and a gift from a young artist in my family populate this area where I cut and paste, frame, and pile up various stuff to be dealt with, eventually."
"Somewhat organized chaos and personal paintings occupy this corner. Also work by a few artists that inspire, including Toni Onley, Tony Fitzpatrick, and Scott Westphal."
"The entry room of the studio holds the books and storage files (out of view), and makes for a nice spot to read over manuscripts and to brainstorm. There's a small blue press for etchings and relief printing in there. The shelves and walls hold a variety of found objects and photos that keep me thinking of the great outdoors and places I've visited."
"Some signs at the studio door, including pick-ups from Japan, Mexico and Italy. And my "world time center" housed in an old typesetter tray (along with ageless rocks and shells that I shouldn't have taken home with me over the years) keeps me in sync with friends, family, and clients, wherever they are." - SK
My desk, and my main workspace -- small and cramped, but it's all my own. (And yep, that's some pretty ugly wood panelling you see in the background. Sometimes I think all that fake wood grain is driving me a little nuts.) You'll take note of the two devil duckies flanking my monitor. They protect it from bad hoodoo. Usually.
Close-up on some of the books I keep on my desk for easy access, and the folders where I try to keep all of my business paperwork as neat as possible. I had to buy pretty colored folders to bribe myself into some form of organization.
More books, these are up on the adjacent wall. I love all those Taschen Icon books -- ten bucks a pop and filled with beautiful/crazy/bizarre/just plain cool images.
Still more books, these by the window behind my desk. Lovely light pouring from the window, a stack of good books, and an aquarium filled with glittering fish -- that's a recipe for inspiration right there. I swear there's actually fish in the water. Maybe they're camera-shy.
Here's my latest sketchbook. I've started drawing on the backs of all the pages because I'm long overdue for a new book. On the left is my initial plans for my latest Kawaii Not strip, while the girl on the right seems to think the whole idea is ill-advised. But I went ahead with that particular idea anyway. I've never taken advice very well.
|James Yang, Illustrator,|
New York City,
This is the "digital" part of my studio where I do eveything these days. You will notice I have little toys around to remind me that creating is fun.
My "analog" desk where I still do sketches and occasional paintings. My friends joke my desk is a museum since I rarely use it these days. The cutout is my wife from one of her perfomances in Hong Kong.
Another shelf with toys. As you can tell from the Beavis and Butthead dolls, I'm a very sophisticated guy. The tennis ball is from the US Open where Mark Phillapoussis hit a serve that barely missed my head. His serves go 142 mph.