It's in my nature to clean up every little mess whose path I cross. Most of these messes do not belong to me, yet I just cannot stop myself from tidying them. It is something about myself I am working on changing: I am looking for the beauty within the mess.
One of my favorite things about being an artist is creating unexpected works from mundane, boring, used up objects. I love going to a junkyard and discovering hidden treasures from the leftover bits of society. Old electronics, empty glass bottles, and miscellaneous debris can be turned into amazing studies of abstract worlds and subconscious dreams. Sometimes I use the words and images in discarded books to create something new within the pages. At other times I use old books to create sculptural wonders. My new project will be creating art from other peoples' randomly placed messes. The fact that these "inspirations" are all over my previously clean home does pose a bit of a challenge. But, I must rise to the occasion!
The only limit to what can be beautiful is our perception. You know the old saying, "beauty is in the eye of the beast." Or something like that. :p