With a two-day workshop coming up on Thursday, my living room looks chaotic in the preparation process. I have large poster papers, bunch of draft papers, a basket of post-its, piles of books, and a bag of markers on the floor, several books on the windowsill and notebooks on the sofa. The surrounding around the laptop on a table has bits and pieces also.
I am deeply thankful for having a home office, for this kind of mess would be impossible in a shared workspace. For me the mess is a necessary part of the creative process.
Sometimes the creative preparation mess could swallow me the whole. I could get pulled in for hours. This wouldn't be healthy in any office. So I take pauses.
One of the pauses I took was for taking a photo of the pretty flowers on a table. My husband brought these home from a countryside. In English the flower is called hellebore. In Estonian "lumeroos" - snow rose.
So even though the living room is pretty messy, in the mess of it all I have some pretty flowers.
There is a difference between a mess and an organized mess. You are in the process of preparing, so it is not a mess. Instead, it is a gathering of essential materials needed for a presentation. arjeha
ReplyDeleteWhat beautiful flowers! :) I know how much work prepping for a workshop is...I hope all goes well!! :)
ReplyDeleteThe flowers are gorgeous, and your post reminds me of both the "mess" I often had in my classroom, and the ones I have now in my home office and around my house. My husband and I both have home offices, but the poetry committee work I now do has extended to every room.
ReplyDeletePreparation mess is the best kind of mess! The flowers offer a visual contrast to the chaos you describe.
ReplyDelete"For me the mess is a necessary part of the creative process." I so agree with this thought! Beautiful flowers!
ReplyDeleteI work in the same way, and there is always something beautiful amidst the chaos and at the end of it.
ReplyDeleteOh, the hellebore is beautiful! And I love that you take a break from the mess.
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