For twenty years, all I had to do was sit on my drafting stool at the old wooden drafting table. It was a gift from the most talented architect I've ever known. The world would disappear.
Truly, I could take a blank sheet or sheets of paper for plans and sit there for eight hours at a time and be surprised that it had not been a minute or two when I looked up and saw dark sky.
The most delightful and creative time of my life was starting with a blank sheet of paper and creating from four walls, or more, a new restaurant, resort or retail store. It was so great to be "leading edge" and not know it or care. Many a new concept, that is now a chain of restaurants, were born right on that table.
As the business got larger and busier, my time on my "magic carpet" rides became shorter and shorter. Until one day I realized I didn't have time to create and was, instead, operating a business! That had not been my intention. I eventually downsized and went "back to the board" as we called it.
I miss that part of my life, the creative process. The exhilaration of seeing what I had drawn on paper become a real, live, operating and money making venture. I was amazed for all those years that I could have so much fun and be paid well for the pleasure!
The reason this has come up is because I lugged that drafting table to Mexico. I still had a very large project in Florida that was ongoing. But, I had no room for the table and gave it to a brilliant couple of childrens' book authors and illustrators. They have lovingly used it for all their creative endeavors. Now they are leaving San Miguel and selling everything. They asked if I wanted the table back - ahhhh, it took me four days to get up the courage and determination to say "Sell it". It is the last connection to my other life.
No more "magic carpet" rides for me - at least with that table.