Friday, April 17, 2009

My room as a teenager...

It wasn't too terribly long ago that I was a teenager...but it seems like it was in another life time. I remember crafting at a tiny desk in the main area of the basement talking to my dad about how I was going to move to Boston and one day be a crafter, or maybe an interior designer. I remember what I was making at the time too. They were mixed media collages of women from the 40's and 50's and I was using vintage magazine clippings, my dad's old rusty nails, forgotten picture frames and anything I found laying around. Those collages hung in my little sister's room for quite a while but I'm not sure if they are still there. They were clever little collages and each had a household chore theme (laundry is the only one I remember). I'll see if I can't find them the next time I'm visiting and snaps some photos to show you.

ANYWAY...this is the space in my parent's basement where I did all of my daydreaming...and also stashed all of my garage sale finds. The photos are awful...but they are the only ones I have.
This was actually my bedroom too. When I went away to college my parent's gave my upstairs room to my little sister, so when I was home I had no space of my own. I then claimed the "library room" in the basement as my own. My dad had built shelves there years before after my mom bought a hundred boxes of antique books at an auction. She's since realized that she could never read so many outdated books and has gotten rid of most of them. But the shelves proved useful for my collections.

That TV cabinet was the first piece of furniture I ever made. I found old cabinet doors in the loft of the barn and found scraps of pine to make the rest. The construction of it is so unbelievably poor...but I got some good use out of it. I also had my easel set up. That little painting was a gift for Ben. I tried so hard to paint in the style Chagall, one of his favorite artists...but I have to say that he was unimpressed...lol. I'll stick with what I know I suppose!

My love of milk glass started early. Especially because I found them at yard sales for 5 and 10 cents a piece! I also started my mix and match vintage dishware collection in anticipation of getting my own place (I always think ahead). I am still using and loving them!
And those National Geographic magazines have been plaguing me for years. They are currently being stored in the loft of the barn and when I get around to clearing that out...they'll be the first to go! (Anyone interested in hundreds of past issues of Nat Geo?)

I painted the drywall green and displayed my collections everywhere. I found old windows that were original to the house (built in the 1700's) and hung them from the ceiling and painted sky behind them. I even had a two way double fish tank stand filled with my finned goldfish friends...but I somehow don't have a picture of it. This space only has one small window, but it had a door and stairs with access to the outside! Yippie! No tiptoeing through the house when I got home in the later hours of the night.

And there's Magic on my bed! That shoe box next to her is filled with stickers I had been collecting since I was a real little kid. I never stuck them to anything for fear of regret...they weren't exacting movable...lol. I think I brought that box with me to Boston...for some strange reason.

These photos evoke great memories and really is where my current life and lifestyle really started to take shape. This is the time period where I started to go garage saling every weekend with or without a shopping companion and where I started to imagine how my future life was going to shape up. I am so grateful that many of my dreams have and are coming true and I look forward to many creative adventures in the future! :)

6 comments:

Bella Dreams said...

I think sometimes spaces like these are the most inspiring. So eclectic and kitschy (did I spell that correctly.) My daughter also collected stickers. She is still drawn to them to this day when she sees them in stores. Thank you for sharing!
Denise

GeorgiaPeachez said...

What a great peak into history by Crystal! Where did you move to Boston from? I've been in Boston only twice, what an interesting place and very unique. I love the tales of your creative evolution. You are a true artist, I loved seeing you on Martha! That is a dream event for me, to have Martha's "people" call and insist, Suzy, we must have you on her show! You were a wonderful choice and perfect!! xo, suzy

Little Brown Sparrow said...

How lucky you are to have such a great record of your (brilliant) room! I was a teenager faaaaaaar too long ago (15 years approximately) and I don't have any photos of my room- it was probably too dark in there to take them anyway! I was a goth.;)

I did have a great room though- a huge monolith of a wardrobe filled with clothes and art supplies, a big desk with a sloping top (that I made from a sheet of wood and two bricks!) and leaves and glitter all over the floor- which mum wasn't too keen on since I tracked it all over the house! I tied branches to my bed and put star wire and fake cobwebs all over them, and there were glow in the dark stars. I loved my room, thank you for giving me a moment to remember it!

Judy said...

What a fun post. I love seeing your past rooms. I have a lot of milk glass too. A girl can't have too much can she?

Lydia said...

What wonderful memories. Thank you for sharing!

Jennifer Sand said...

What a wonderful and inspiring space Crystal, thanks for sharing. By time I was 16 my hope chest was full of antique finds and I also had quite the sticker collection with the same fears of regret on using them. I think that among many other things, I was OCD about my collections-in a good way of course...