I always wanted to encourage artistic play- or plain old fashioned exploration- in an every day sort of way. At our old house, regardless of the fact that the supplies were super-accessible, it just never happened. Here at the new house, it happens on a near-daily basis. Something about the set up of this room makes it so easy. Art supplies and books of all sorts of genres are pulled out and piled up upon the table and all sorts of good things happen. There again too, I’ve learned to say yes. Either way, it’s my favorite kind of mess.