We’re constantly told that a clean, organized space leads to a clear, productive mind. Productivity gurus, minimalists, and self-help books all preach the same message: order equals efficiency. And while there’s some truth to that, I’d argue that too much tidiness can stifle creativity. Sometimes, a mess isn’t a distraction—it’s a catalyst.
I first realized this while preparing for a performance. If you’ve seen my work, you know what’s in front of me: wooden chimes, plastic tubes, balloons, machine hoses, bottles, mixing bowls—whatever I happen to bring that night. It looks like chaos, but that disorder is part of my process.
Early on, I tried to keep everything organized at the start of my set. But I quickly saw that neatness was working against me. Disorder became my creative freedom. My performances are entirely improvised, and my best ideas come when I stumble upon a new combination or repurpose an object in an unexpected way. The mess itself invites discovery.
Can a mess be a catalyst?
Creativity, like most of life, is rarely linear. It’s trial and error, chaos and breakthroughs, accidents and revelations. Some of history’s greatest minds thrived in disorder. Jazz drummer Art Blakey was once quoted as saying that “jazz started because somebody fucked up.”
A few examples:
• Beethoven composed in a whirlwind of scattered papers and jumbled notes. His desk was a mess, but from it came some of the most profound music ever written.
• Picasso’s studio was a chaotic mix of half-finished canvases and erratic brushstrokes. That creative disorder allowed him to challenge artistic norms.
• Einstein’s desk was famously cluttered with stacks of papers and books. His workspace mirrored his thought process—fluid, evolving, and unrestricted.
And I’ve known a few copyists who’ve had the misfortune of trying to interpret Wynton Marsalis’ musical score noodling. Of course, once put in front of capable musicians they became Grammy and Pulitzer Prize winning works.
What do all of these great thinkers have in common? None of them prioritized order over creation.
Their genius thrived in spaces where ideas could collide, shift, and transform.
And I guess this is my bigger point: a messy environment can offer freedom—the freedom to experiment, to fail, to rethink, and to stumble upon the unexpected. During my performances, I’m often working within the messiness of sound. Without this unstructured sonic environment, I would not feel inspired to push the sonic boundaries in the way that I do. The chaos gives me permission to reach for that which is not quite within my grasps. In this instance, creativity isn’t about control; it’s about exploration.
And please don’t think that I’m advocating that we all become environmental slobs, or forgo musical refinement. I’m just simply saying that a mess, as I see it, is not chaos without purpose. It’s a reflection of a mind in motion, a space where ideas are constantly forming, breaking apart, and reshaping. You just have to trust the process. Easier said than done.
A few words about perfectionism.
Perfectionism is a great motivator in terms of having high standards and pushing yourself and others around you to new heights. However, it can be creativity’s greatest barrier. The fear of making mistakes, of things being “out of place,” limits one’s ability to take risks. But creativity, on the other hand, thrives on imperfection. It requires us to willing to make a mess, to fail, and to discover something unexpected in the process.
So, don’t be afraid of the clutter. Whether it’s on your desk, in your head, or on the bandstand. Let it happen. Let that space reflect the creative energy at work. The next great idea might be hiding in the very mess you’ve been trying to clean up.