Thursday, 8 November 2018


I am trying to do away with it but it has a way of coming back at me from avenues other than the ones I declutter!!

I realised this last weekend when I ended up making one long car trip simply to pick up the parcel full of photos that I'd ordered online from the Post Office in the next town. Yes, I am a Minimalist who gets photos printed out. I am nowhere close to obsessed with photos. In fact, as with everything else in my life, I am actually extremely selective. But I do need to see them in my hands, put them in an album maybe too, and be able to gaze at them lovingly. Just a couple weeks back I wrote an article about my photos which you can check out here:

Since I now actually put them in the album and wrote down dates and short snippets of into about the particular photos, I started thinking of how much I'd love my son to have and read and look through the album eventually too. Once I saw the result of my trip to the Post Office, I have come to believe it was worth it. However as I said it got me thinking. Uploading, cropping and resizing, choosing photo sizes and finishes took time as did the eventual trip to pick them up. That is not counting the money I paid for them and the time spent looking up what date had which photo been taken on (thank you FB for that!) and to put them all in order and write down the corresponding titbits of info. So every item that enters our life, as per the Minimalist creed, will take your time and money, both of which could be used for something else. With this in mind, as well as my problem with facing any kind of clutter, I hope to still hold onto and develop my photos but at the slow rate I been going at up to now. No need for the albums to pile up. One and a half years of photos (this is my post-marital-split new start album) and I filled only maybe one third of it as yet.

On to another source of acquired junk, I have decided to take up collaging again. I used to love it when I was very small and remained fascinated by it as I grew up and discovered my childhood lonely hobby was actually something big and money-making in the adult world. Professional artists like Lisa Falzon and Luciano Micallef have managed to seamlessly incorporate it into their professional work in a way that makes me want to try it out. The thought came to me as I flipped through my lately-acquired copy of Ideal Home, which I preferred to cut out pictures from than actually read. This revelation taught me two things. Firstly, I have got to that saturation point whereby buying more articles about home decorating will not help me achieve anything new at this point. On the other hand, it showed me just how many ways the photos inside the magazine could be used for creating awesome collages and even backgrounds to them. This had me rushing to the charity shop at the first chance in order to buy a load of outdated similar magazines simply to cut out pictures from. Again, time and money were spent (albeit little of both) in order to get more 'stuff' into my life. However the end justifies the means in this case as being a very creative self who thrives on creating art in all its forms, the couple of euro and small pile of 'junk' will serve me well and are worth the trouble. This is very much the same way that I view books, whereby I don't mind paying to buy them (I hate ebooks) but then allow myself to sell them or at times even give them away for free once I am done with them. I see the cost as a payment for the experience of reading rather than to acquire a thing. Back to my collaging experiments, I am usually either very slow or very fast in completing artwork. When I have any decent completed collages I will definitely share on here with my readers.

Thankfully my hobbies and wants are quite small in size (my one and only current album will take years to fill up at this rate!) and at times even temporary (I will be throwing the second-hand magazines in the recycling garbage bag once I am done cutting up their insides). However size does not matter when something means a lot to you so I will never stop reading, making art or developing photos of my most heartfelt memories simply to conform to the most extreme kind of Minimalism. That said, I am a good guardian as a rule of what I allow to come into my life in terms of stuff and will always remain selective of what I allow to fill up my time and home.

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