i was just a number

I feel really lucky to have grown up in a house that encouraged creativity. What i remember most is how my dad taught us to see the potential in something in an unconventional way. His brain was always thinking of various possibilities for objects & space. We didn't always understand what he was doing in the process (mostly because it looked like an insane mess). but at its completion, everything became really cohesive & awesome. That whole idea of transition still really impacts me. Now, when i see things people have left on the side of the road i laugh thinking about my dad's projects. Idk how many times he stopped to pick something up to throw in the back of his truck. years ago i found a globe lamp & a gigantic framed wall map. they were both in need of work, but in the end they became really awesome pieces. i think when i found those things i realized the value in the way my dad saw things with a vision.

in the same way i think i like to do that with people too in seeing their potential. i do that mostly because i would want someone to see the good in me as well. i know for sure we're always changing. that whole process is so messy & it can be almost impossible to see change in progress. it's one of those things that takes a lot of time & patience. i will always believe that a person is capable of change for the better - that's what i hope for. just like the "treasures" my dad would see in the things people threw away.