A couple weeks ago, when Max and I were shooting Ariele Alasko’s studio, we peeked into Amelie’s space and begged her to let us shoot it, too. Amelie is painter and printmaker, originally from France. Less than a year ago, she began designing and printing her own baseball cards and founded Left Field Cards. (We wrote about her series back in December.) The cards are linocuts printed on a letterpress and sold by packs just like regular baseball cards. Each series has a funny theme: Bizarre Injuries — true tales of off-the-field scraps; Players with Food-Related Names, such as Darryl Strawberry; and Marvelous Moustaches. Amelie moved into the space with Ariele just a few months ago and transformed the raw loft into a homey place to work. She found that she decorates a studio exactly as she does her apartment — gravitating toward bright colors, thrifted furniture, handmade objects, weird baseball knickknacks and lots of plants. Her studio is a combination of those pieces she finds beautiful, like a rug or a chair; things that inspire, like old books or photos; and all that’s necessary for work and running a business, like paints, linoleum blocks, brushes, mailers, a computer and a scale. Thanks, Amelie! And thanks to Max Tielman for the lovely photos! — Amy Azzarito
Image above: I painted the walls black on one side of the room and white on the other. The white is just a plain flat primer, and the black is Glidden Onyx in eggshell. To create a partition between my space and the one behind me, I built plywood shelves using old windows and hung hand-stamped curtains made of light muslin. I also built myself a big work table and a desk, all out of ply and two-by-fours. Super easy and fast.
See more of Amelie’s Brooklyn studio after the jump . . .
Image above: I get really attached to plants and even grow a little obsessive over their development and proper sprouting and budding and what not. I even have miniature gardening tools (a gift from Ariele).
Image above: These stamped boxes are my display boxes for retail. I print them myself with hand-carved rubber stamps. On the top shelf is a collection of old photographs I brought from France, a print I made of Gary Carter for a charity, and an ink drawing a friend’s grandmother did in the ’30s when she was in art school.