Just here on a Friday morn with not an idea about what I am going to do, to write about today , except that I just saw this image on Facebook. The FB part is not important. But the pic was of the perfect writer’s room. And it was perfect by all sorts of standards. It would be great to have that image here for you but maybe it’s not important. Suffice it to say that all kinds of energy was poured into this “room”. It looked like a jobs program for architects and carpenters. Whoever writes in there better be really really good is all I got to say.
What happened to sitting in the shade of a tree and coming up with great prose or poetry. Don Quixote, fat book that it is and first modern novel, was written in prison. It is too bad that Cervantes was locked up but you get the idea. As I am sitting here with my $700 iPad mini, I am about as close to nothing that we can get these days. But I am out of the wind and the rain and there is a hot cup of coffee at hand, what else do I need? Do I have to wait for this royal room to be built for me or do I need to be locked up to write some words?
What are you getting at Felipe? Sometimes I wish you could get to the point in a more straightforward manner. Well, yes, the circumstances are the least important it seems to me. What is important is our minds, our spirits, our ability to seek out inspiration. Well there, that was pretty darn to the point.
In art school there was this period where everyone was into crafting all this stuff out of these expensive materials that took a great effort to get a hold of. The products were beautiful but my point would be, yes but can we pull a bunch of stuff out of that trash can there and make something good out of that? Can we?
Just some musings on a Friday morn. Off to the shop in a minute after I pay some bills. It is getting pretty exciting at the shop with the cabinet job. All the finishing is done and time to put things together, put the hinges on the doors and install them, put the pulls and the locks on the doors. Got the plastic laminate coming, a 5 by 10 foot piece to cut up and glue down on the tops. Maybe I should take some pics? Sawdusty loves, Felipe.