Living in an old house in San Francisco one is always faced with inevitable repairs needed.
In our case the third floor started to shift and it was a big job ahead. It needed to be seismically upgraded too because even in the smallest quake it would shake. In the 1989 quake it caved in on itself. So we bit the bullet and had it re engineered and retrofitted. It was a blessing in disguise because I then decided to move my studio back home and use the new third floor. It took almost a year to finally finish, in which time I didn't do any artwork as all that I had was in boxes. I moved back in very carefully with a place for everything. I made numerous trips to IKEA and with measurements in hand figured out all my shelving needs.
Now it is truly my favorite place to be. I sometimes see it as my greatest art project because of all the organization that went it to putting it together. If you have as much little things and collections as I do if it’s not organized you might as well not have a thing for surely it will be lost and certainly unfound when you have that spark of inspiration to create a box or something that never existed in my completed form.