Any ‘nice’ that you may see in the decor of the Washington home can be attributed to the man of the house. He has an eye for good things. Though I own the truth God made me a ‘creative’, I also know he made me a ‘messy’. Mess doesn’t bother me. Maybe that is why I can live with out losing my mind in a country of relative chaos? Maybe this is why I find joy being surrounded by and interacting with children?
When we were growing up I remember our whole family being invited to dinner. The man showed our family around their tiny house. He took pride in telling us that he had remodeled the kitchen using things he had found in the junk yard. Wonderful! Somehow that kitchen made of junk gave me permission to embrace a less than neat lifestyle.
My mother raised us five kids to know how to clean and organize. She and my dad even worked hard to make the tasks fun and rewarding. So, it’s not that I don’t know how to put things in order. I see some of my friend’s homes and I am reminded of how nice my mother’s house has always looked. I am in awe. That is just not me.
We strive to keep our presentable areas, well, presentable. DaRonn is a huge help. The kids know how to get it looking good for the visitors. But my own space is something very different. Wanna see?
I straightened it up for y’all, too.
I love my creative corner! You can’t see the high dormer windows above the white curtain that let in the sun all day long. You can’t see the details on my peg board of trinkets from precious people. You can’t see the drawers full of paints, sharpies, paper, stickers, and all other means of writing tools. This place inspires me. I hope that you have a place, a corner, a nook, that inspires you to be the true you.
Hey, if you blog or tweet or an facebook, I would love to see your creative space too. Why not post a pic and let me know about it. Thanks!
Also, what are your thoughts on nature and nurture? Does our nature always push through? Can we nurture against nature?