Do you believe in minimalism?

I am not sure that I believe in minimalism but I do admire it. I suppose I am a theoretical minimalist living a maximalist life. Just as I am an introverted extrovert. Too much in either direction and I begin to feel uncomfortable. I like the peaceful, spiritual feel of cool, calm minimalist spaces where simplicity and shadows move together as the available light changes. I might sip a Martini or any other bitter cocktail in such a place.

But for the vast majority of my life I am not that person. I am a tea drinker   or coffee drinker and I habitually settle in more maximalist spaces. But whilst drinking my tea or coffee in a maximalist space I could absolutely enjoy leafing through coffee table books extolling a minimalist lifestyle. In a way that I could never sip my bitter cocktail in a minimalist space and browse books on maximalism. Even the thought of it sends a shiver down my spine.

As a point of interest I researched into my photo archive with the search ‘ minimalist image’

Nothing truly minimalist came up. But I have probably self diagnosed myself as maximalist minimalist just be fishing out these few images.

The two colour photos at the beginning and the end of this blog  also represent my mini/maxi conundrum.

Busy maximalist images of a local tidal pool with a lot of the actual detail stripped out.