Updated: Dec 23, 2018
past tense: repurposed; past participle: repurposed
adapt for use in a different purpose.
One man’s junk is another man’s treasure. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Never judge a book by its cover. Diamond in the rough. Upcycle, Recycle, and Reuse.
Wow! If you need a hobby and are sort of handy this one could be for you. After a quick google search for the definition of repurpose, I was lost on the internet for hours. Repurposing old items when I was growing up wasn’t that cool, actually, quite negative when a junk man was comedy fodder in Stanford & Son. We didn’t know about Hoarder’s back then, it was described as a remnant of the Great Depression. There was always the revered antique but changing everyday stuff into something else just wasn’t widely imagined.
The essence of the object remains and sometimes it takes a disconcerting eye to reveal the original object. I originally was Jane DeSanti, and then I married and became a wife. I divorced and returned to Jane DeSanti but with a little more wisdom and self-knowledge. I actually did this twice before the wisdom and self-knowledge really sunk in. My job defined a part of me for years, 43 to be exact, basically doing some form of accounting. My profession was influenced by my Mom. My Mom was born in 1922 and lived through the Great Depression and World War II; she was brave, wise, smart, authentic, and kind. My Mom gave me words to use as a compass, phrases that have guided my life. Sometimes the voices in my head are her words.
In elementary school I felt the need one day to burst into song on the monkey bars with Michael Green. I liked him and thought life was a musical and you sang to the boy of your dreams. He thought I was weird. When life wasn’t rolling out as I expected (I didn’t want to go to school the next day) and I needed courage, she said: “hold your head up, you are Jane DeSanti.” She had to repeat that nugget a few times. Once I was doing a crappy dusting job she said; “If you are going to do something, do it right or don’t do it at all” I rarely dust, but when I do, I really dust. In high school when I was undecided about
what I wanted to be when I grew up, she said: “take a little bookkeeping; you can always fall back on that.” When I told her I was getting a divorce, the first in my family and I worried about disappointing her, she said: “I was wondering how long it was going to take you to come to your senses.” I think the words she gave me that are most cherished are, “Are you sure?” emboldening me to examine different aspects of any situation and making it acceptable to change or adapt.
Maybe it is aging that gives me a sense that repurposing should be celebrated. After all isn’t retirement a sort of repurpose. I am adapting into something new and hopefully a better version of me. I made progress in my first 3 months. I did 2 craft fairs, became a member of the Sterling Creative (an artist cooperative in my town), started a blog and did a YouTube video.
It feels like I am at a dance and the music is playing and it’s a great song, pre-disco, like Grand Funk Railroad-Some Kind of Wonderful, and no one is dancing. I gotta move, my toes are tapping and I really don’t care that I am the first one or only one on the dance floor. The beat is great and it’s driving me, I need to move, I need to express myself. Not be stagnant or unchanged. Not be the old me, but the new me, adapting and creating my world into a new purpose that is useful, and upcycled. Am I sure? Yes, I am going to try new things.
I am prepping the room (where all the magic happens) for a YouTube Craft Room Tour. The cabinet below is in its 3rd adaptation. My friend bought the video cabinet and then gifted to her mother-in-law and then re-gifted it to me to hold crafting supplies. That is the cool thing about crafting, I don’t think crafting supplies ever lose their purpose, they find different people to inspire. This week, I hope to inspire you to upcycle, recycle, or reuse. Please post your pictures on Instagram #repurpose, #repurposed and share the hug.