Sparking Joy

Inspired by the Kon Mari approach to decluttering, I have spent the last year and a half in a ongoing cycle of clearing my space of things that don't spark joy.  Clothes and books were easy to sort out, as were most of the kitchen items and nick nacks around the house. Then I came to my studio, and its treasure trove of tools and materials for so many different crafts, not to mention the finished pieces I have made but not yet sold or given away.  

I was guided by this excellent Root Simple blog post which reinterprets Kon Mari's hyper-minimalist perspective for artists, crafters,  homesteaders, and preppers. I highly recommend reading it if you identify with one of those categories.  

It's taken several passes to get my studio contents steamlined enough to actually fit neatly  into the storage available. Repainting the studio walls earlier this year was a profound turning point as it entailed moving everything out of an oppressively red room and then back into a pristine white box. 

Oh, how I enjoyed arranging my little collection on a white wall in my freshly painted studio. 

Oh, how I enjoyed arranging my little collection on a white wall in my freshly painted studio. 

Yet, my new-found tidy minimalism is constantly challenged by the introduction of new collections (notice how I wrote that in the passive tense? as though that stuff somehow enters the studio without my active involvement!).  Right now, the extra clutter comes from piles of mending and hand sewing props I've borrowed for filming the Beginners Guide to the Art of Mending series. 

My latest Kon Mari pass involves moving on many of my creative works into new homes. The joy of making each piece was profound- and often documented on my previous blog, Bibliophilia. But storing the finished works in the studio is a dead-end for those objects' joyful energy.   In the interests of sparking joy for others and clearing space for me my Etsy shop is open for the rest of 2016, and then I will shut it down to focus on my coaching and teaching. 

The optimistic heart  / has been broken so many times/ that now she is only open /and leaks love in all directions.

The optimistic heart  / has been broken so many times/ that now she is only open /and leaks love in all directions.