Cluttered

Someone’s house

The inside of my head is like the inside of my house, cluttered and gunged up with stuff…

Books, fiction, non fiction, science fiction and fantasy, train and engineering books, philosophy, illustration, history. Anything and everything. I could probably send the books off to somewhere that needs a library restocking, although a lot of the, books are probably outdated or out of print.

I have a very visual memory and “see” places in my mind. If I decide to paint something I can remember what it looks like and describe it to myself in my thoughts.

You could almost describe my house as a physical memory palace. Ornaments, books, paintings, even tubes of paint link my mind back to a place I had visited or a person I knew.

The clutter hides my house. How pleased I would be to winnow out the best bits and suddenly have space. Honestly it’s like a, space station at the moment, full of things, floating around metaphorically, waiting to be tied down or ejected, I want to do it but physically ita beyond me, slow process and progress may be made. Talking about it might help.

Anyway, I do just like the word, cluttered, (and higgledy piggledy)……..

Pictures

My walls are plastered with pictures. I don’t decorate because they are in the way. Some are my pieces but there are other artists work too. They include prints, photos, paintings and scraper board art. Then there are ornaments on the mantlepiece. I have what can only be called eclectic tastes. This was going to be a photo of one of my cats, but he moved!

Can you see the wire cat?

It’s a wire cat my friend made, she’s done fairys and birds and squirrels. But now she’s gone onto making cats. I really like this, it’s about 12 inches tall and 9 inches wide. I’ve got it on my windowsill along with a collection of ornaments and a couple of plants (which I keep forgetting to water). I think its well modelled and quite cute. She certainly put a lot of work into it.

Cats won’t always pose!

Like Macavity the Mystery cat, the poem by TS Elliot, he’s not there…. Or at least was so eager to greet me that he jumped down from his perch and stopped me getting a shot of him looking cute on the windowledge in front of various glass ornaments. Plus hubbys wizard figurine and two dying plants that I have seriously neglected recently.

I’m glad I have the cats, small, medium and large keeping me company. By turns cheeky and cute. They are just what I need when I’m feeling low, and I need them more than ever at the moment.

Wizard

A wizard figurine hides behind our money plant upstairs. If he was originally a real wizard something has minaturised him and turned him into resin! Anyway if he’s casting a spell he’s not being very successful!

I do have lots of weird ornaments, but this one, and another of a roman soldier on a downstairs windowsill are both my hubbys choice. They go along with all the trains, tractors, and model cars. I guess we are really just hoarders at heart….

Too much stuff

I have too much stuff (plants, ornaments, paintings, clothes), but I remember how I got every bit of clutter and just find it very hard to let go of them. I have moved things around and chucked some stuff out. But the majority of it remains. I would like to tidy up the place and would start by with living room. That would be my plan if I had to chose a new years resolution, but I can’t suss out how to get rid of more things!

Glass paperweights

I have these on a windowledge (not in the sun) upstairs. I started collecting paperweights about forty years ago when I was given the red one on the left of the photo as a Christmas present. I’ve bought one or more every couple of years as treats, not very frequently but regularly. These are some of them but I probably have four times this many (or more). I do like looking at them. They cheer me up!

Potteries

Burslem, Tunstall, Hanley, Stoke-upon-Trent, Fenton, Longton.

Six towns United as one city. Stoke-on-Trent.

I remember seeing this print and taking a photo of it, but I cannot remember where it’s from. So apologies for using the image and if I’m infringing copyright let me know and I will remove it. I like the style of the illustration. It’s almost grecian in style. The Potter is throwing a pot on a foot treadled wheel. The background looks a bit like a Minton tile. I did Google it and found some very similar images.

Pottery is such a wonderful craft. The things you can make out of clay. From tableware to ceramic insulators. Sanitaryware (bathrooms) to delicate ornaments. The Potteries has a great history. It’s fame is world wide. I’m proud to live here.

Stuff

Too much stuff, I’m attached to my books, my paintings, paints, brushes, handbags, sort toys, cushions, ornaments…. My house is full. Bikes, saucepans, old clothes. Everything could be disposed of one day I suppose? What happens when I’m gone. Who will want it all? I’m not a hoarder, but I could be one day. With the pandemic it’s not easy to pass things to charity shops and I don’t like waste so I don’t take things to the tip. Some of this should be repurposed. X