Yesterday I was on a bit of a rant about how I store my still life props here in Arizona. Well, to the person who asked … this is how:
and this … The answer is “most of my props are part of the decor.” Granted they are not always looking so perfect, but whose home always looks perfect?
Early mornings as I have coffee, I enjoy these sunny vignettes:But who wants to see door knobs in a still life? I tend to try to keep mine out ;)Most of my props are part of my daily life. I live with them. Some are hidden behind closed doors (looking all tidy.) But that chair I just picked up for $15.00? We use it. It’s not only stunningly beautiful, it’s sturdy.Much of our furniture is rustic and doubles as backgrounds:Alright. Truth: workhorses such as extra backgrounds, vases, tins, rocks, and branches are stored out of sight.
I have two shoe boxes on a shelf in the laundry above the washer and dryer. I have a plastic tub in a closet in the spare room, and I store vases in a cupboard in the garage.
We do have a lot of extra space around here (which could enabling hoarding.)
The garage storage doesn’t look bad … and this is 4 years of collecting. I have a thing for vases and containers of any kind for holding flowers and branches.
So, no. I haven’t conquered my obsession of gathering and acquiring props for still life. But my choices have changed. I can tell you I’ve been in Winners and Home Goods and Marshalls many times since the end of February, and I’ve purchased only a fraction of what I used to. I’m not saying people shouldn’t shop at these stores – it’s simply a choice I made and this blog is keeping me accountable.
As I said in my first post, it’s the garage sale items, the cast-offs, and the Goodwill goodies that I’ve become addicted to. That is not the problem since it’s a fantastic form of recycling. The problem is #1 where do I store the stuff, and #2 how much energy do I want to spend on acquiring, storing, and organizing. Right now I’m enjoying myself, so why did that person’s comment put me in such a defensive mode?
I’m slowly coming to the conclusion that guilt is part of this hobby, and maybe I should simply accept it.
I will allow myself to feel the guilt when I hand over a dollar for an old rusty tin. Then I will feel the guilt when I bring it home and stick it in a cupboard.
Guilt, my constant companion, you are welcome.
I hope you’ll join me next time when I talk about my fabulous painted background that makes door knobs and other unsavoury items disappear ;)
Read Part III