A moment

Yesterday I went to the local mall. I had to post a letter. When I finished that, I went to the library and one of the things I looked at was an old issue of Architectural Digest. Architecture has always had a very calming effect on me, and one home stood out so powerfully, I nearly swooned. Placed on the edge of a cliff on one of the Greek islands, the home was a marvel of modern construction. But what struck me even more was the cost. The article did not say the actual cost. But the architect has built the biggest airport in the world and does very few commissions for homes. This house spoke of money, but not in an ostentatious way. I got home and went online, but the AD website was no use. No information was forthcoming.
So, I liked a house in a magazine. But it was more than that. Seeing such an enormous tribute to Art and Design, seeing the possibilities of a dream realised is what I saw when I looked at that house. I felt that I never could imagine being able to do something like that. What does it take? How does it happen. What does that kind of money feel like?

It was sort of like an out of body experience, a bit like my thinking of what it may be like for a pauper to wonder into a mansion.

This feeling is also happening with my work. I look at alot of sites for art and design online, and as I see bodies of work, I place myself within a context. I wonder where I fit in and how to get my work seen.
Today I am taking in a proposal to my consulate to request a show. I am very excited about it.
I suspect that doing the work and having it exhibited is the way to start the ball rolling for me.
That is what I want to do.

The images in the book reminded me that this is why we are on this planet, to dream, dream big, create, make beautiful things. Engage others, uplift our spirits.
So much time is spent worrying, anxious - why?
Does it help us? Are we in any more control doing it?

A house in a magazine reminded me why we live and I am greatful.