This whole project started when I just couldn't stand my dark cluttered room anymore, mostly my closet. The rest of the room was a decision I made on a whim later. Don't get me wrong, I loved my dark purple walls, but the dark color made it difficult for me to see anything properly. The carpet had been there for twenty years and had managed to survive my brother's abuse, my abuse, and my dog's abuse. If my brother and I weren't spilling drinks or paint on the carpet, my stubborn male dachshund was marking his territory on the corner of my bed everyday. For those of you who are lucky enough to have or have had a dachshund, you know what I mean.
The design of my closet was horrible. I do believe my dad designed the closet for a child, which was understandable since me and my brother were kids when he built the house. However, the closet space just was not working for me anymore. There were three wall-to-wall closet rods. Then there was the dresser. The horrible dresser that just sat there, in the middle of nowhere....protruding a good two and a half feet outwards. Yea, the dresser had to go. Reason being, I need much less room for clothes and much more room for art supplies.
I'm Deadra - I'm a quiet, anxiety-filled individual with a resting bitch face. I am an artist, graphic designer, and self-made hundredaire with a strange obsession for ball-jointed dolls.