From the Ground Up

Remember how we were supposed to have some sort of apocalypse or something and then nothing happened? [Or am I thinking of the movie 2012?] Well, duh. I mean all end of the world type messages read as paranoid or at least outlandish, but this one in particular evoked this secondary feeling in the back of my head. This sinister, sarcastic voice lurking and a’creepin’ that said, look, if it does happen, I won’t be surprised, honey. And it’ll be just what we need. And we will rise up. Seriously. Wasn’t even worried about it. Why? Because I get the feeling that the people who survived by whatever miracle it took, if they were forced to return to the days before pre-fab plastic disposable everything, would have to make things themselves. And the moment you try to build something, the moment you appreciate everything that’s ever been built. There’s peace in building a [functional] life. From the basic building blocks of the body and soul to the things that surround us physically. I look at some of the detail work in antiques or handmade furniture around our house and I instantly appreciate the artist who built it. I wonder what they did for fun. If they listened to music while they worked or whistled or retreated into a blanket of silence. And then I get excited. Then all of a sudden there’s graph paper and measuring tape. Hey. How’d you get here, drafting supplies? Well, while you’re here. Let’s see what we can come up with.

desk sketching

So nothing happened to the world as we know it, but that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t start building things ourselves, from the ground up.

xo,

Sunshine

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