Being creative is fun. Most creative people will try to make or do anything. If their roses need arbors, they will build them.
And if they need a deck, they’ll build that, too.
If they want to play the guitar or any other musical instrument, they simply teach themselves how to play.
If they want to paint, they paint.
If they want to batik, they batik.
If they want to quilt, they quilt.
If they want to make dolls, they make dolls.
If they want to make jewelry, they make jewelry.
If they want to make preserves, they make preserves.
They even grow their own fruits.
And they create their own scarecrows, too.
All-in-all, being creative is exciting, but a creator’s mind is like a Pandora’s Box. Her house is even worse. Every single thing that a creative person does requires supplies–lots of supplies. And unless there are lots of shelves, the creative person’s home is a tangled abyss.
I have gotten to the point that I rarely buy any furniture at all, but buying shelves is another matter entirely.
My house has several large windows, but the rest of the walls are lined with shelves. I know that this isn’t the way that most folks decorate their houses, but my house is different. Unless I want all of my stuff circling around the floor, I have to put it on a shelf.
©Jacki Kellum March 17, 2016