Keith's space looks like home, except I thought when I looked at it, "I bet he knows where everything is" -- more than I can say for myself. (Still looking for the 3 pairs of scissors I *carefully* put... someplace.) Plus picture an unmade bed in the background: I sleep on a foam mattress on a flat file in the studio: so I can roll out of bed to "fix" (or destroy) whatever whenever.
However, I've probably mentioned that I'm fanatically careful about not letting am di flakes get loose and/or into the air... (It's worked for 20-plus years, and who knows? maybe a few more.)