I suppose it was only a matter of time before I became infected with the organizing bug as so many others around me have been. I mostly "blame" two close friends for my infection as they often regaled me of their efforts and eventual triumph over the clutter and disorganization of their homes.
And let's be real—my studio has become more storage unit than studio in recent years. In fact, I usually decamp to the breakfast nook table to paint as it's far easier than attempting to find or make a clear horizontal space large enough for me to work.
But no one ever talks about the downside of organizing. I am here to tell you there most certainly is one and I thought I'd share two recent examples. These may or may not have recently happened in my organizing adventures!
The Dangers Of Organizing
It’s great fun to fondle all of your art supplies and sort them out into ever-so-useful boxes (or not, because you either haven’t rounded up all those fun, similar items to put into one perfectly-sized box, but you are absolutely sure you have more, so you don’t know how large of a box you will need so the sorting and boxing has been delayed) or you simply remember running across an item in your sorting and fondling that you now have a dire use for it, but you have no idea where it is. None. Other than in the studio, that is.
You think you remember it in a specific drawer, but is it there? No. Maybe the one below or above? No.
And so begins the epic journey down the rabbit hole of “where-is-the-elusive-item," causing you to spend vast amounts of time hunting and searching everywhere you think it might possibly be lurking. In your laser focus, you may or may not undo some of your prior organizing.
And still you cannot find the item.
You may become so frustrated and angry you stomp out of the room, slamming the door (if you have one) for good measure, hoping the studio will rethink its selfishness and give you the item you must have for some reason you can't quite recall at the moment.
You could also succumb to defeated negativity (this is especially dangerous) and give up completely as you feel you are not up to the gargantuan task of organizing the mess formerly known as your studio.
Yes, this organizing thing is getting to me…why do you ask?
The Dangers Of Organizing
It’s great fun to fondle all of your art supplies and sort them out into ever-so-useful boxes (or not, because you either haven’t rounded up all those fun, similar items to put into one perfectly-sized box, but you are absolutely sure you have more, so you don’t know how large of a box you will need so the sorting and boxing has been delayed) or you simply remember running across an item in your sorting and fondling that you now have a dire use for it, but you have no idea where it is. None. Other than in the studio, that is.
You think you remember it in a specific drawer, but is it there? No. Maybe the one below or above? No.
And so begins the epic journey down the rabbit hole of “where-is-the-elusive-item," causing you to spend vast amounts of time hunting and searching everywhere you think it might possibly be lurking. In your laser focus, you may or may not undo some of your prior organizing.
And still you cannot find the item.
You may become so frustrated and angry you stomp out of the room, slamming the door (if you have one) for good measure, hoping the studio will rethink its selfishness and give you the item you must have for some reason you can't quite recall at the moment.
You could also succumb to defeated negativity (this is especially dangerous) and give up completely as you feel you are not up to the gargantuan task of organizing the mess formerly known as your studio.
Do not succumb to these feelings!
Do not let one little item and its gleeful game of demonic hide-and-seek derail you. You're bigger than one little-bitty missing item. You can and you will do this. (Repeat this statement until you start to believe in yourself again.)
Simply ignore the item and use something else. Usually, within a day or week or month, said item will surface in the first drawer you expected it to be in the first place. It is very important to refrain from throwing lit matches into the mess at this point—you’ll regret it.
Or, you finally, after days (weeks?) of searching, find the item, but by the time you find it, you have absolutely no idea why you had to have it, what project you intended to use it on let alone where the project may be at this point, or you simply don’t care anymore. You have zero interest in using it because all of your enthusiasm was wicked away by the hunt for the idiotic item that may or may not have been as great as you originally thought.
These particular jaunts down the rabbit hole are extremely dangerous to your well-being as they can cause extreme frustration, irritation and exasperation not to mention they can make you question your own mind as to the possibility that you may have simply imagined owning the elusive item because you’ve also spent a great deal of time online searching out fabulous ways to organize said studio. These necessary searches may have lead you down the road of temptation to other fabulous art supplies which you may or may not own!
The second example is even more insidious in its ability to make you think you are quite possibly losing your ever-loving mind. You think you have finally corralled every item of a particular genre. You have carefully sorted, labeled and stored these items into just the right size box and then you sought out the best location in the studio to store this carefully curated box of goodies for the next time you need/want them.
Or, you finally, after days (weeks?) of searching, find the item, but by the time you find it, you have absolutely no idea why you had to have it, what project you intended to use it on let alone where the project may be at this point, or you simply don’t care anymore. You have zero interest in using it because all of your enthusiasm was wicked away by the hunt for the idiotic item that may or may not have been as great as you originally thought.
These particular jaunts down the rabbit hole are extremely dangerous to your well-being as they can cause extreme frustration, irritation and exasperation not to mention they can make you question your own mind as to the possibility that you may have simply imagined owning the elusive item because you’ve also spent a great deal of time online searching out fabulous ways to organize said studio. These necessary searches may have lead you down the road of temptation to other fabulous art supplies which you may or may not own!
The second example is even more insidious in its ability to make you think you are quite possibly losing your ever-loving mind. You think you have finally corralled every item of a particular genre. You have carefully sorted, labeled and stored these items into just the right size box and then you sought out the best location in the studio to store this carefully curated box of goodies for the next time you need/want them.
Job well done, you mighty organizer, you.
As you continue on with the laborious task of organizing every.other.art.supply.ever.made, you bask in the glow and contentment of a task well done...until you find one more wayward item that should have been stored in that glorious box. And here’s where the trouble begins:
- You go to find the box of said items and it is no where to be found! Did you store in cabinet A or in drawer 7 in Cabinet G? It’s in neither and you were absolutely sure you put it one or the other. Refer back to the first example of the ensuing mayhem that takes over your mind and studio when you jump down the rabbit-hole of extreme searches. It’s not pretty. Instead, it is best to quietly exit the room, shut the door—no slamming—and fix yourself a nice cup of tea. Perhaps add a small amount of your preferred alcohol to help calm your nerves, but do be careful not to over indulge or you’ll have yet another problem on your hands. Return only when you are in a relaxed state and no longer care about the where the box is. It’ll show up. Eventually.
- Or you find the box and it’s full. As in perfectly full. As in too full for one more single thing. And you deflate. Your glow and contentment wither and dry up, swept away on a wind of defeat as you realize you will have to dump it all out and start over. You entertain the idea of secretly throwing the vexing item out, but then reason(?) reasserts itself and you realize this item may well be the very one that makes or breaks a future project that could not possibly be as perfect without said item. Again, quietly leaving the room and indulging in a strong drink—forget the tea—has been known to do wonders for helping the organizer to relax and not really care at all. About anything.
Yes, this organizing thing is getting to me…why do you ask?
