I feel the need to share a little backstory on my studio as to not give the impression that I am a hoarder (though I can have these tendencies lol). I’ve lived in my current residence for 11 years which means I moved there with my mom the year after I graduated high school. The room that is now my studio used to be my bedroom. Since then my mom has moved out, I got married, my husband moved in, and the master bedroom is now ours leaving my old bedroom empty.
Long story short, after deciding to make the small space a photo studio, it’s gone through some changes, but remnants of memorabilia from my high school days remained in the closet. I wanted to make this space a more practical studio space with storage for my equipment so I asked my sister to help me because she loves organizing, but I really don’t. I get overwhelmed very easily with all the objects around me. Nevertheless, we went to it on a Saturday.
I found some kind of cool things like my first cell phone ever:
And this gem:
There were definitely some things I questioned letting go of, (like old notebooks that had hand written notes from my bff in class before anyone texted, old ticket stubs that I swore I’d make a scrapbook out of some day) but in the end I had to make the tough decisions and only keep what was truly important, like pictures and things like that.
This was the donation pile:
I went from a cluttered closet: