With the onslaught of negativity and strife that my country, as well as many others, seems to be embroiled in, I felt the tug of the Muse to jot down some thoughts that might bring a little smile or even a wholesale perspective change to someone.
lately I have been keeping something of a low profile on social media. In these pages here, I have been pretty good about keeping my personal beliefs and feelings about politics, media, pop culture, and any of the other distractions that most of us, if we were to be honest with ourselves, indulge in out of the mix.
Make no mistake, I have some very profound beliefs about the above listed topics, but it all pales in comparison to my passion for being a woodwright. Further, as I have expanded out into the germinating world of the artisanal, I have developed a growing passion for the community that seems to be developing around “Making.”
Somewhere along the line the word Making and Maker evolved from simply being a conjugation of the verb make, into a movement.
Artisans and craftspeople are commonly being refered to as Makers. Fine, works for me.
In previous posts I discussed how generations younger than my own, have begun exploring the path less traveled. They have elected to take up woodworking or blacksmithing or glass blowing. They have explored artisanal distilling or brewing. They have taken to crafts baking or cooking. Anything but following the well-worn and traditional path of going to school. Taking on crushing debt to get the diploma and social network that higher education promises has taken a back seat to self-determination and self-education.
I am encouraged by this small, but passionate community. In small numbers I see people who are engaging their life with fearlessness. They may be doing so out of necessity, or out of an intuition that the normally followed path to career and family and “adulthood” has run its course. They may share in my observation that life is just too fucking short to be shackled to the seeming safety of the 9 to 5 to retirement means of living a life.
Granted, most of these folks are 20 years or more my junior. They do not have a mortgage, or kids, or other traditional obligations to provide for. It took a divorce, a remarriage, and a spouse who supports my need to make and to create for me to sit here and preach the gospel of “Madcap Woodworking.”
That is what makes these up-and-commers so amazing in my eyes. They just don’t care about the pressures that come with the traditional path. At a much earlier stage in the great game of life, they seem to grasp the wisdom of exploration and creativity at a gut level. They seem to understand that there is so, so, so much more to life than just the college you graduate from, the car you drive, the house you cover your head with or the amount of liquid capitol you have on hand at any one time. They improvise, they adapt, they share, they collaborate. They succeed.
In adopting such non-traditional approaches to life, they seem to be able to create a very satisfying life for themselves. Once the relative stability of this life takes root, they really start to expand out into their world creatively. They make things. Beautiful things.
It is a little humbling to allow myself to remain at this crossroad between fully committing to The Tiny Shop full-time, and continuing to dance around the edges of it as I continue to look for a safe, well-paying “day job.”
Balls, these folks have BIG BRASS BALLS.
One in particular that will remain nameless here, decided one day to take up photography.
“I want to do…this” said he. Then he picked up his camera, went to the mountains, and took pictures. Upon his return, he begins leveraging his social networking skills and posting these images online. Inside of 30 days, he begins to get inquires from outdoor goods manufacturers, ski resorts, and outdoor sports bloggers requesting information about his services. NOT just here in the U.S.A, but also in several countries in Europe as well. He just up and decided to go DO IT, and see what happens….no biggie….BALLS.
More of this please. More of people saying to hell with status quo. More of people following their bliss…responsibly. More of a departure from the self-imposed enslavement of traditionally valued benchmarks of success. more of the redefining of what it looks like to be successful, happy, and content. Not in a self deluding or lazy way, but in a heart-felt, deep down in your gut, “these are the things that are important to me” way.
Bravo to the makers. Bravo to the craftsman young and old. Bravo to those who ignore what is considered the “right way’ to do things. Bravo to the explorers. You are all having a very empowering impact on me for sure, and I suspect and hope on the world around you as well….just….bravo.