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Soñadora wrote:I accomplished something...
Soñadora wrote:Mining Blue Sky was installed today.
To say this was a turning point in my life would be an understatement. Pics to follow.
Soñadora wrote:it was a bit weird to be called, 'the artist'. While we were assembling, people would walk by. It's a small town. Everyone seems to know each other. As I was working, I kept hearing, "that guy's the artist".
When I showed up, I was greeted by a young guy in his late 20s, maybe 30 if that. He took me to the location where we would set up. We met his dad there and the 3 of us started unloading. Dad was wiped out after 2 pieces. I kept imagining me and this young guy putting this thing together. It would have been a stretch, but I was sure we could do it.
Then out of thin air, a whole bunch of other guys appeared. with one or two exceptions, all these guys were pushing 70. I was to find out that meant absolutely nothing. You get enough 70 year olds together and you can lift stuff. Of course, these are iron rangers. I think they may actually be partially made of iron. In no time they had everything assembled and vanished. Off to help install a bunch of other pieces throughout Bemidji. None of them anywhere near the scale of mine.
Here's some pics. Enjoy!
Self expression was part of it. Maybe a symptom of my 'condition' possibly. This all happened so quickly that at times I felt like I was out of control. Like I was being pushed along rather than pushing to make it happen. To be honest, I can't really relate how frightening it was (and to some degree still is).
What makes it frightening is the total lack of domestic support. I would actually go so far as to say that the resistance was at times unbearable and more than once I considered bailing.
But I've already bailed time and time again. It's so very easy to agree with someone who makes a very good case for NOT doing something. In the past I was told, "you can't do that so just forget about it." What happens when you CAN'T forget about it? Most people look for some other outlet. Maybe stamp collecting. Or maybe booze. Both of which sound extremely boring to me.
Next year I'm hitting 5-0. Hopefully still have a lot of years left, but statistically speaking I'm well past halfway. If not now, when? There's a lot of pressure to abandon dreams when you're constantly told "I don't understand" even when every attempt is made to help with understanding.
This was a very personal venture. When I found out that my piece was accepted, I was ecstatic. At the dinner table one night when I made the announcement, instead of the congratulations I sort of expected, I guess, I was met with fear and worry. I was told, "you have to decline. You don't have the time. We don't have the resources"...etc. etc. The same I've been told by everyone my whole life.
Well, I proved them all wrong. It's as though I've punched through the cloud deck. It's not my intention to leave anyone behind, but if they don't want to come I can't force them.
I have no idea where this will go. If nothing else, I've at least caught a glimpse of what's possible.
Soñadora wrote:I just submitted another proposal for a bridge in Grand Rapids, MI.
WTF is wrong with me???