A Father’s Dreams March 24, 2009

I’m reading a book called “Make Your Creative Dreams Real” by SARK. In it one of the questions is ‘What were your parents dreams?’ Sadly…I realized I didn’t know. I had never asked. So this morning I asked my dad what a dream of his was when he was a kid. And he answered to be an artist. I then asked him why he doesn’t draw anymore…he looked at me a little confused and answered that he did. He said he is an artist, everyday he sees and creates things that other people can’t see. It manifested itself in the form of corian for my father. He really is good at what he does, and he really does see things differently then other people. What it could be.

I realized I had a very narrow-minded concept of art. That I thought it had to be on paper or canvas and done with designated ‘art supplies’. My dad turned his art into something that could support him, which is something that not alot of artists can do. I never thought of my dad as an artist…well, not professionally, but I love that he sees himself this way. And I do to. I think instead of a carpenter. I’m going to call my dad an artist from now on.

I asked him what a dream of his was that he had now. He said to see his kids successful. I asked if he had any dreams for him. He said not really. That he could honestly say he lived all his dreams and that he was content.

How many people can say that! That is amazing. I never realized any of this about my father. I am so glad I asked.