I recall a time years ago when my studio was a carved out spot on the floor in what was supposed to be a living room but was otherwise a storage spot for an antique dealer/horder that i lived with. I had a great bedroom in his house that also was once filled with antiques from top to bottom but once it was emptied revealed a great workshop probably about 12' by 24' with long built in work benches along one of the longer walls. I loved that space but used it to sleep in, store my ever growing collection of art, and for creating one particular thing in but spent most of my time in the carved out spot which was probably on 5' x 6' floor spot in front of an old TV in the "living room" where i sat crosslegged behind a little tabletop easel placed on the floor. Strangely though I created some of my best early paintings on that small little easel in that cramped little space occasionally looking up with cross-eyed vision to watch whatever was on the TV set only to stretch my legs often. I have had some great studio spaces throughout the years but the ones where i worked the best weren't large open areas but rather nokes surrounded by chaos.