A while back, in this post, I wrote about the lovely cutting table I had Hubby make for me.
And in this post, I wrote about my love of organization, and things having a place. And being put in their place.
And since the cutting table was complete, I added this shelving/storage to my wall, to get my cutting mat and near at hand drafting/marking/measuring tools up off the table.
And I started hanging my patterns in progress like this, to get them off the table as well.
|Why yes, those are pants hangers holding up my drafting|
And if you follow me on Instagram (@mellysews) you’ve seen pictures of my cutting table during KCWC and recently after a midnight sewing stint.
|During KCWC- projects in piles. Removed 1 at a time as I finished the projects.|
|After some midnight sewing – evidence of mess = coffee cup, stray ruffle, trimmed thread, buttonholer on sewing cabinet, clothes spread across ironing board.|
So what’s the point of all this? Inspiration.
The large, blank, white surface of my cutting table inspires me. It’s a blank canvas for my creations. It’s the backdrop for my tutorials.
It’s the space for my imagination.
So call me OCD, but each time I finish a project step, I try to remove all the things I’m finished using and put them back in their places. I keep a trash can under the table and throw away scraps as I cut, thread as I trim. The cutting mat goes back on the wall, the scissors back in the cup.
Three things live on my table (and when I get Hubby to fix my drawer slides, even they will move) – my to do list, my camera, and my computer. In between projects I try to clear everything else. To clear my mind. To give myself space to envision the next thing.
I know some find their creativity in chaos, the unexpected play of fabrics against each other, the juxtaposition of scraps and patterns.
But I need a blank slate.
What fuels your creativity?