Because he was so obsessive when it came to selecting furnishings, it (his house) remained mostly barren, lacking beds or chairs or couches. Instead his bedroom had a mattress in the center…and an Apple II on the floor
“Steve Jobs” by Walter Isaacson
The deeper I dive into this book, the creepier it gets at how alike him and I are. Is it because I look up to him and subconsciously make decisions based on his characteristics. I do have a tendency to absorb the quirks of others in my life to a greater extent than most…but then I read a quote like this and need a second to think.
If you were to visit my house you’d notice bare walls, lots of floorspace, and a lack of furniture (for the most part). Granted there are chairs and a big ugly couch, but those aren’t mine and wouldn’t be there if I had my way. Even my desk is more of a necessity than a luxury.
I’m a firm believer that everything needs a place for it’s purpose. If I have something, it’s because I need it, and therefore I have a place for it…otherwise it’s just clutter. Sometimes that place is an ugly pile in the corner, or a specifically put together shelf, but it’s never messy or unnecessary.
I like to think of it as artistic-minimalism; a creative mind doesn’t need a lot to work with, but it needs it’s own space.