dan abernathy - contributing to the chaos

My Creative Space

   All artists, writers, peddlers, thinkers and doodlers need a space to do the things that they do. This might be a small corner table in a room, a worn and wobbly table in the basement, or a whole room dedicated to you and what you do. It could be a secluded back table in the local coffee shop, or even a remote location in the great outdoors. The location is not important, what's important is that you have someplace to be creative. I have done the things I do in all the before mentions places, but I also am fortunate to have a room of my own. This is my space. My creative space where the other worlds end and mine begins. In this room there are no rules and minds are free to meander and create. Here my mind sores high, dives deep, gets on a soap box, and sometimes seems to explode in thoughts and ideas. This space is way past the entrance and deep into the secret portal.
    It is also the place where my stuff is found. The important stuff that only you, yourself know the meaning to. Here are the things that I have collected from travels, memories, photographs, art, books and all the cool things that are a representation of who I am. I'm a believer in the idea of looking at someone's space, their very own personal space, to see who they are. You can tell a lot about people by what they sit on their shelves, what they collect and what books are in their bookshelves.
My space is chaos. Its piles, stacks and things stuffed into corners and between other things that I have collected from childhood. Most of it means nothing to anyone but me, but to me it is all really cool stuff.
    I have been asked why that I am opening up my life so much to the world. My response is two-part I think; I can share things with my family and friends. I have been away from my kids for so much of their lives that they do not know about the things that I have done, or collected. With this unveiling I can give them on some more aspects of my life. I can also document some of the things that will end up in their hands some day.
     The other reason for opening up my life and who I am, is that I am proud of who I am. I am not ashamed and want to share it with everyone. No part of my life is right and no part is wrong, my life is no better than anyone else. The difference is that it is the way I have lived and it is mine. I have been living my life large and by no means am I getting close to stopping. A lot of people think I'm no good and crazy as a loon, because I get drunk in the morning and get stoned in the afternoon… oh shit sorry I got side tracked and into a song, but to them I can honestly say I am free to be who I want to be, which is just me and that is a full time job. Maybe if one person sees what I am doing they might start being an individual too, if two people start, it could be a movement, if ten people do it, if ten people start to be individuals then that could be a revolution. Shit, another song drifted into my gray mater. I better stop and go listen to Dylan, so I guess what I'm trying to say is we should all should strive to be individuals.