MarieKondo Niet iedereen is positief #Minimalisme

Ik analyseer graag. Marie Kondo met haar schattige, popperige uitstraling heeft veel charisma. Konmari is een enorme hype en Marie is tot goeroe gebombardeerd door haar levensveranderde magische  spirituele wijze van opruimen.

Het enige echter waar ik van onder de indruk ben is de manier waarop ze lades indeelt. Hoe ze sokken, ondergoed en shirts opvouwt tot een klein pakketje is geinig en praktisch. In 1 oogopslag zie je wat je ladekast bevat. Leuk. Dat wil echter niet zeggen, dat niemand dat nooit zo deed.  Kijk maar op Youtube dan zie je dat bijvoorbeeld Linda Koopersmith in 2008 al deze vouwtechniek liet zien. Sokken en onderbroeken !

Marie heeft er grote bekendheid aan gegeven en er is een geweldig slimme marketingcampagne op touw gezet. Dat is haar sowieso gegund. En haar konmari-consultants en iedereen die er van profiteert. Niet iedereen is positief en dat hoeft ook niet.

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it’s really unfair that one person gets all the praise and adoration for something that has been a staple of the minimalism culture for quite some time.

Another thing I find troubling is her new line of organizational boxes currently in the works.

by the time I got to the part where Kondo insists that it is easier to take your bottles of shampoo and soap in and out of the shower with you every time you bathe, cheerfully drying them off and thanking them for their assistance in keeping you clean, I gave a battle cry of rage and chucked the book across the room. Who the fuck has time for that shit?

The KonMari method starts to crack even more under the gaze of Sehmita, a Pakistani-American who moved to the States when she was young, and points out over the course of her episode that things don’t necessarily inspire joy within us, that utility almost always isn’t the same thing as pleasure, and that clutter is also an attempt at preserving one’s family history. She argues with her white husband Aaron about keeping her saris even if she doesn’t wear them, to preserve an embodied connection to her culture. There is something traumatic in the episode, lurking behind the frames as Sehmita tearfully addresses the camera about her inability to “let go of things,” and her husband’s callousness over her attempts to preserve and extend history to her existing and unborn children. “I know I have a strong personality,” she says in yet another revealing moment. The KonMari method in her household is no longer just a way to clear up the garage, but a means of self-discipline and deprivation.