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When you were a teenager, what did your bedroom look like? If we were to see that room today, what would it tell us about the person you were?
Look at this picture for twenty seconds. Does it tell you anything?
This is a picture of my first and favorite bedroom when I was a teen. Only half the room is shown, but I’d guess that this teenager was into…
As the piano suggests, music was very important to me. I didn’t know how to play the piano or guitar in any meaningful way, but I noodled for hours. The piano needed tuning, and my first guitar (“Shoddy”) was patched up with blue masking tape. When not trying to teach myself, I listened to oldies radio, which explains the Elvis, James Taylor, and Barry Manilow album art on the walls.
Teenaged Me also loved color; notice the lime green beach towel draped over the piano. The giant cardboard fish was one of my mother’s art projects.
Color and music intersected sometimes: the Rolling Stones song “Paint It Black” spoke to me so deeply, I dragged half my furniture outside and —that’s right!— painted it black. In related dopiness, George Harrison’s song “Old Brown Shoe” moved me to start buying brown shoes. Not that I ever heard the song, I merely read the title somewhere. What a maroon. Can you imagine being so easily influenced? Were you ever that way?
The big rubber Pokey on the windowsill. The stuffed pineapple. The animal-shaped markers proudly lined up on top the piano. This girl wasn’t half so grown-up as she thought.
You’re up! What was (or is) your teenage bedroom like and did it reflect your tastes and interests? Please leave a comment below.