Monday, January 7, 2013

One woman's clutter is another woman's organisation

Some people are really particular, have a place for everything and live in a perpetual state of serene, organised calm. I am not one of those people. But there is always a method to my madness. I like the space around me to tell and story as I believe the things we own have so many memories.

These are some shots from my bedroom, which is my haven. I like having my jewellery where I can see it. Each of the things it sits in tells a story also- the heart shaped box of my Nan's, the glass dishes my Mum gave me when I left home at 18, the tea cup my good friend Cheryl gave me one Christmas in Manchester.

One day I hope to own a place of my own I can fill with beautiful treasures from my life.