Five heavy cardboard boxes stood stacked neatly against the white baseboard near the bare window frame.

Paige Miller pulled a fresh strip of clear packing tape across the top flaps of a wooden crate packed with rolled vellum floor plans.

She paused to tuck a yellow pencil behind her right ear before pressing the tape flat with the heel of her hand.

“The back corner room at the Mill Street rental studio is empty until the framing crew comes back in January,” Paige said, wiping a spot of dark chalk dust from her palm.

“It has two large windows facing north and a broad maple workbench along the back wall.”