We rattle through websites and videos full of wooden laminate flooring and monochrome colour schemes. We read through the essentials of how to be this, how to be that. How to be something else. We think that minimalism is something … Continue reading WHEN MINIMALISM LOOKS LIKE MATERIALISM
Do you feel it? The bleak loneliness of the pandemic weeks? It creeps in from just beyond the window pane, from out in the cold winter streets, it comes to tug at your sleeve in the night. It beckons light … Continue reading THE MINIMUM WEEKLY #7
The overwhelm at the end of the day sinks you into the earth, pushing you to that feeling which you hoped you wouldn’t feel again. It’s too much, maybe I can’t do it, maybe I really screwed it up today. … Continue reading BURNOUT, AND HOW TO ESCAPE IT
The day begins early. Even in winter, as the cold birds puff their feathers and the grass is tipped with frost; the day begins at minus three degrees, in the dark of the early morning. The mornings waiver between slow … Continue reading HOW TO MINIMISE WASTED TIME
That feeling of sitting atop a single bunk in a shared dorm and looking out over the sea of sleeping faces, the strange sense that each of you is experiencing the same moment in uniquely different ways. The quiet rustle … Continue reading SOLO HOSTEL TRAVEL
Nights get a little brighter. Lately the skies wait a moment longer before the blackness descends over the rooftops. Birdsong sounds earlier. We feel a little better when the weekly news has one positive story among the bleakness. We tap … Continue reading THE MINIMUM WEEKLY #6
Who are you? The identity cards in your wallet, they’re not quite you, you’re not that grey and strange rendition of yourself taken in a photo booth of some overlit supermarket. The books you own, that complicated combination of inherited … Continue reading WHO ARE YOU? THOUGHTS ON IDENTITY
Old pictures, creased at the corners, capture only one chaotic moment of a wider, more turbulent, life. Piles of books and clothing, like modern art, litter every surface. The stacks of things seem to float on top of each other, … Continue reading THOUGHTS OF A FORMER HOARDER
A perfectly organised walk-in closet, the walls a clean white, hundreds of possessions lined neatly. A bold entryway, lined with art and textiles, each item with aesthetic or personal value; that feeling of being cocooned with beauty and importance. Luxury … Continue reading MAXIMALISTS, MATERIALISTS, HOARDERS: WHAT’S THE DIFFERENCE?
Some weeks pass by like trucks through the desert, just one fast motion leaving dust in their wake. Other weeks are a long hike through the mountains, the cold wind buffeting you backwards, the cliffs precarious, the landscape so unforgiving. … Continue reading THE MINIMUM WEEKLY #5
