T. S. Eliot grew up surrounded by books. Frank Lloyd Wright’s mother covered his walls with architectural prints. Charles Ives was raised in a house full of musical instruments.
But what if Eliot had been raised among the architectural images? What if Ives had been raised with the books? Or for that matter, what if any of them had been raised in the minimalist interiors we see in today’s glossy magazines?
Surround yourself with stuff. It’s as important as a liberal education. Just give it order, and the uncluttered mind we’re all led to believe a minimalist interior would bestow on us will still come.