This (below) was my 1st scrapbooking space back when we lived in our townhouse. I had a huge room with a play area for my 3 year old son. I'd set up the pack and play so my newborn daughter could take a nap...in theory. I scrapped far less than I shopped - these were the days of QVC and HSC scrap-a-thons. Nothing less than crack for me.
Below are my first few set-ups when we moved into our house. It seemed like I was always moving things around.
Then I opened up a small studio in my garage (below). I had started teaching classes at my son's school and at Michael's so I decided I would take it a step further and we transformed our garage into a super duper creative space. It was wonderful, but freezing in the winter and scorching hot in the summer.
Then I started attending a bunch of workshops and I really got into mixed media. I stopped teaching and holding small crops and started having friends over for "messy time".
Then I decided to go to art school. I enrolled in the Academy of Art, downsized my stash, and went back to my small craft room (below).
Then I got a drafting table and chair off of free-cycle! Woo hoo - what a score! But it took up a lot of space in the tiny room and I moved it a gazillion times trying to get the best configuration.
I was always searching for "innovative" supply storage solutions. Some worked, some did not.
I think the industrial drawer unit is just not the bang for the buck I had wanted. It takes up way too much space for the minimal storage it offers.
This (below) is what my space looks like today. I feel so cramped in there, that I often bring a bunch of stuff to my bedroom and scrap on my bed. One day I'll find the right arrangement.