....my no-mind runs free,
I gather my-self to wood,
such power i am….
What is out there? What is the space of a box you have surrounded yourself into? I build boxes to hold my renters in, just as the world teaches box building to protect the identities of it’s citizens….within boundaries!
And so here is one box that will become a sun-room for the viewing masses. Does any-one ever wonder what’s on the outside of their box? And how do I get out of this box, I have so successfully encased my-self within?
The tools you will need to get out of your box, are the ones you carried inside with you to build that box….
Climb up and take a look at what’s out there….
Do you ever wonder what it would be like to leave those other box builder’s and their inhabitants on the inside….as you get out? But before you leave your box, do you also understand that out there, is a bigger box that you will find yourself in?
....outside the box….
”....work smart, work safe, and live, to work the wood….”
-- --frank, NH, http://rusticwoodart.tumblr.com/