Home Makeover Edition
December 28, 2012
It is true. In the past two weeks I have painted the walls of two rooms in my home, replaced the kitchen backsplash, installed a bookshelf, assembled a homemade bulletin board and ordered some wall decals for a finishing touch. Don’t mind me, I’m going through a phase. I’m addicted to pretty, it’s a thing.
Some quick reflections to the creative process. We’ve been in our home for three years and it wasn’t until recently I noticed the wall and the color it lacked. It’s certainly an indispensable part of our shelter, this wall, holding up the room and shielding our family from the elements. But I never was aware of its existence much less the hues it reflected to my eyes. Something inspired me to notice. A reminder that behind every creative endeavor is a story, whether suddenly or subtly, rousing the creator to notice.
Once I started paying attention to the wall, the bland space became stifling. Offensive, almost. The empty canvas pleaded to be filled: with color, a frame, or a focal point, something which will allow it to be more than an idle utilitarian prop, but to come alive and enter the story of our family.
Then comes the part where I suppose the creative industries throw the big bucks at. Whether it’s PIXAR hiring the best writers to imagine a story to capture the attentions of kids and adults alike, or the Apple design team innovating the most elegant tech gadgets, this is the part of the process when one simply dreams of what could be. The possibilities are endless. Anyone who has painted a wall has been overwhelmed by the myriad of color samples from the paint store: every color in the spectrum further specified into infinite choices of shading. A realist can never push boundaries, it takes that visionary, uninhibited by practicalities, to truly imagine into our limited finite world – beauty.
I’m painting walls. Others are preparing a meal, teaching, doing research, writing books, designing buildings, crafting a project. Could it be we are most like the Creator when we notice, become offended, and dream? What stories are drawing your attention?
One of my favorite lines from the Disney Princess movie ‘Tangled”when Rapunzel finally realizes her dream of seeing the lanterns and worries what will she do if they are every bit as wonderful as she thinks they are. Flynn’s response: “You get to go find a new dream.”
Dreams don’t ultimately become reality unless you actually do it. Finally, I did put on my scrubby paint clothes, recruited some help, and just did it. It turned out okay. However, I might be done painting the walls, but I’m not done dreaming.