I have ALWAYS done creative things. As a kid, I sewed, knitted and crocheted clothes for my dolls, I drew, I played musical instruments and spent hours each week at dance classes. I had a huge imagination. I wrote stories. I had heaps of outlets!
After a gap year backpacking around the world on my own, I came home to start a degree in the Arts. I loved my time at uni and did well – I was invited to become a member of the Golden Key Honour Society – a privilege offered only to students hitting HDs. During my student years, I kept exploring the creative worlds available. I made short films, learnt Flamenco dancing, took up pistol shooting and learnt Russian (I did a summer school in St Petersburg!).
But post uni left me floundering, struggling to find a way to use my creative skills while earning an income and after a while I got a job in a PR role for a corporate and got stuck in that age-old rut of being too scared to chuck in the reliable (and good!) wage for the unknown.
Over a decade later, I married, renovated and had a son. While I was on maternity leave I did a Diploma in Interior Design which was becoming an obsession, although my intention was to return to the corporate gig (at least part time). Then the GFC hit and I was made redundant.
Fortunately for me, I have a very supportive husband who told me to go into business for myself and follow my passion in interior design. So I did. I decided as I had over a decade of experience with colour (painting portraits and landscapes), that that’s how I’d begin: Colour consultation. I mean, I’m great with colour so, how hard could it be, right?
It quickly morphed into decorating and styling individual rooms and then into bigger design projects for whole houses.
What I found though was that in 90% of the time, we had to solve the problem of what to do with clients’ existing “stuff” before we could move forward to creating the beautiful dream space they envisioned. Basically I often had to help my clients declutter.
Now, being a creative and intuitive person, logic and order don’t come naturally to me. I’m a second generation procrastinator and often felt overwhelmed by the constant management of the stuff in my own home. Two babies, two dogs and a husband who also worked from home felt like constant chaos which I found exhausting and frustrating.
So, I started studying it. Experimenting. Quizzing ultra-organised mum friends. I searched for great blog sites, subscribed to a million (!) newsletters and tried out lots of techniques. And now I feel that I have it under control. That’s not to say it doesn’t require constant vigilance, but at least I now have the tools and techniques to do something about it.
And that’s where I can help others. I know and understand that this can sometimes be a very challenging process. Sometimes we are our own worst enemies when we can’t make a decision about our stuff, our diaries, our memories. We become imprisoned by our emotions and our goods. Even though we know how we want to live our lives and how we want our homes to look, getting past this point is often the hardest.
I love helping people through this. Because I’ve struggled with letting go of stuff, had to make difficult decisions yet come out the other side, I can empathise with the journey my clients find themselves on. I can support, suggest solutions and provide honest feedback.
Once we get past this, we can then move onto the fun stuff. And isn’t that what life’s all about??