People always asked me when I would know a design was right, or when to stop during the concept phase and steer towards the right design. I think part of it might simply be a god given talent to see things before they happen, the other might be having done enough things, one has more experience and needs less time trying things that probably won’t work. With animation characters, I would know the “right” time to stop was when the character seemed to come to life on the sketch page and seem to talk and come to life.
The reason I had to put yesterdays missive first, is that one our planet there is a myriad of beliefs and ideas of what man is, or isn’t. Is he just another cosmic slug that is evolving? Is he somehow part of the overall creation of a higher entity working in a dimension our human senses can’t comprehend or see? Or is he a bit of both?
I must have just written about four pages of the most detailed god awful boring nonsense about the new lab space and the issues with the design of the roofline and the placement of the buildings that had ones inner soul say, “This is it. This is the spot.” All to maximize whatever nature was giving instead of doing what man normally does, as if with done daily in Las Vegas. You just build bad fakes and tell people to pretend it is the real thing.
There is a little church up the hill I sometimes attend. As time goes on, I can start to understand the gospel stories spoken in German. It is a catholic church that architecturally is opposite of the older one I marvel at built about 1200 ad inside the walls of the medieval town. The problem is they rotate services in all the various churches in the year. During summer, there is actually there are none on the hill. I found this out by walking up a few times expecting a service, but finding no one there and the doors locked.
I was sitting at the desk working away when I heard the church bell ringing away on Saturday. We are not talking a bit, rather, an almost constant ringing.
The optimist in me actually thought, “Maybe there is church again? Nah…they said there was none there all summer."
The bells kept ringing. I kept trying to work. The bells seemed to keep ringing, appearing to get louder and louder.
I confess, I was getting annoyed. "ding....ding.....ding.....ding.....ding....(repeat a few dozen times)
The eternal optimist thought, “Maybe, just maybe there really is church?” I decided to go walk up and see.
As I approached, the bells were ringing away; yet, there was not a soul around. I walked up to the front door and was surprised to find the door open. So I walked into an empty church sat down where I normally sit in the back and let out a big exhale.
The bells stopped ringing. Yes, the bells actually stopped ringing.
I figured that was a decent clue to start praying.
I have been inside this building many times, I had never gone to the front part of it, as it served as the alter, of which, I really have no idea of how the catholic church operates with places for people to walk.
But somehow, I felt like moving towards the front. When I did, I sat down and for whatever reason, I looked up, It was as if the creator of the universe was giggling at me while politely asking, “is this what you have been looking to make?”
There above me was a real life example of the stepped roof idea I have been drawing for months.
So I did what a nerdy geek would do. I immediately went back home to get my camera, laser measuring tape and sketchbook.
When I measured the dimensions of the space, I realized it was actually smaller than what I was designing in Colorado.
Now all I need to do is see about getting concrete trucks up the switchback that are the driveway
I have faith. sometimes it might appear very weak or wavering; after all, it is simply the belief in the unseen. Sometimes in life, all you have is faith and hope to get you through.