Bubble

There is a mesa standing among other mesas in New Mexico. On this particular one I have a structure that is a sort of a bubble rising from the flat surface of the mesa.  This structure is a large, perhaps the size of a football field, Sculpture Studio constructed of stainless steel arches that span in  gentle curves and support movable transparent and opaque panels that can shade or allow the sun to penetrate. The apex of the bubble is about 40 feet above the ground. There is a crane that runs along  a beam in order to move heavy sculpture. The foot print of the studio would describe an oval so that there are no vertical walls.

The Studio would be a place that aspiring and established artists could come to for months at a time at no expense in order to talk and produce work without the interruptions that daily practical concerns impose on one. A metaphorical bubble. Those who would participate could interact as they wish and would have use of a pilot and airplane (located on the private airstrip on the mesa) to come and go as they please.  All of the necessary tools would be available to make the art conceived there.

This is a Daydream that I had about 30 years ago and has not yet dissolved. The power of this Daydream should have been enough to propel me to find some way to accomplish a small part of it. This is the pain of some Daydreams. The ones that are so close to the heart that they do not go away. That by their very nature fall into that "impossible" category. But they are the ones that we so dearly want to bear fruit. And yet, bigger thinkers than  I, like Ted Turner and Walt Disney, accomplished their ideas. 

How do these Dreams come about through some but not most people? The effort to accomplish big ideas seems to rely on ones ability to leverage many other people who for one reason or another want to participate in your big idea. I don't want to tell other people what to do. Perhaps this automatically counts me and many others out of seeing their big ideas become real.

Daydreams are not about compromise. Reality is largely compromise. It looks like for some of us, reality is impossible not Daydreams.