When I was 6 years old, my Grandmother did not dare leave me unattended with screwdrivers and things that were put together with screws. Watches, radios, door knobs, and screwdrivers were not safe left alone with me. I became really good at taking stuff apart; not so good at putting things back together at that point.
At age 8, I started to learn to put things together. I upholstered my first piece of furniture, a stool, for a customer of my Grandparent's interior design studio. I have been building since that point, and still taking things apart, but less since the internet tells me how things are made.
At age 18, I acquired a computer programming degree. When the home computer and web design became popular, I taught myself HTML and CSS by reverse engineering code. Back to taking things apart again.
Then at age 37, the architectural drafting degree was added to list. Worked in construction off and on, as an electrical helper, swinging a hammer, and steel estimating. Putting things back together again.
At age 55, a BFA in Studio Art, Cum Laude. I did a fair amount of time in the paint labs, but more time in printmaking, cutting and etching plates. Then more time in ceramics and sculpture labs, again building and putting things together. Even in the paint classes I built sculptural forms on the canvas.
These days, the only flat art I produce is digital, only because I have not yet acquired a 3-d printer. Yet! I really do need to use that CAD experience from drafting school.
About "Tidal Pool" - From microcosm to macrocosm the circle is the prime shape. Made from recycled card stock, wood, rope and paint for a glass like finish.
God gift, purposeful manifestation, happy accidents, coincidence - whatever you want to call it, things happen. The path to the outcome cannot always be traced until the event horizon is reached, hindsight is always perfect sight. Or is that the only truth? If I am paying attention, I can take advantage of the early warning of opportunity ahead. Here are some steps I have found that help to unveil the path unseen or not noticed as I think of it.
Even seemingly insignificant events catching my attention can change my direction, either mentally or physically. A random event or observed situation may contain a clue or be a signpost. I ask myself, what was I just thinking about? Is it connected? I always scan my surroundings to check out what is going on on and do I know anyone.
A chance meeting with someone I know, or a stranger, might just be the person I need or who connects me to the person I really need. Is there someone who I have wanted to talk to, and I know who they are, and suddenly there they are. I go and introduce myself to them. I might tell them I like what they do and I ask them what they are doing lately. Make the encounter about them first to grab their attention. Meeting them is now an open door and if they respond to my attentiveness to them, I ask my question. You never know who has the answers to a question unless it's asked. I have started conversations with strangers while waiting in lines and received valuable insights.
“I think I'm afraid to be happy because whenever I get too happy, something bad always happens.” - Charlie Brown
My validation... Nature requires balance, so for every good thing I get in life I have to accept something bad. Black and white, day and night, love and hate, etc. the proverbial two sided coin.
I was brought up to believe I had to work hard enough to kill myself to get to what or where I wanted to go. I still want to find out who coined that heart attack slogan, "No Pain, No Gain." So, upon reaching my goal, I found myself too sick and tired to care if I won or lost and often sorry I bothered to try at all. I, me, and myself set it up for the bad to arrive on the scene. Making me feel that Charlie hit it square on the head - is it really worth getting happy if you have to get sad again?
Logically, I know it does not have to be that way. I am still learning, to nibble life, not choke on it. Being vigilant to seek silence when I get over-stimulated. Knowing when to pause, when to say no to over extending myself, and not letting myself feel defeated no matter what the outcome. And if I do over extend myself; not beat myself up over it. Breathe, rest, and go again. Being aware and focusing on the moment. Feeling and doing good and not worrying about the outcome.
I am practicing not waiting for the other shoe to drop. I want to make absolutely sure I am far enough away, that if it does drop, it doesn't hit me.
Productivity Productivity Productivity... Hurry up, push it out, make more, and before “The Deadline”... Sounds like the title of a horror novel guaranteed to keep you up nights and that is exactly what it is.
The world is not spinning any faster than it did a century ago, scientifically it spinning microscopically slower. Really true! Check it out:
So before falling for any more high price courses on how to get organized, how to produce more in less time, how to lose 2 hours more sleep by getting up before the sun to get organized to do more each day, zzzzz.... Stop and just breath. It is time to look at the quality of life, not quantity of stuff in life.
So this is the second year I made myself a promise to walk a little slower and observe my surroundings. Notice the weather, how it feels when the wind blows, and the scents it dishes up. Take a nap without an alarm clock. Set time aside to do what I need to do to enjoy living, without feeling guilty.