Sparks fly in the bright fluorescent lighting of the shop and dive onto a cement floor stamped with boot marks. If it weren’t for the smiles and calm demeanor of the guys, one would feel as though they are rudely infringing on the sacred rituals of crafters, builders, welders, mathematicians, or mad scientists. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
Shawn is wedged between tables, holding an enormous tool that looks as though it belongs in a horror movie. He drops a thick, black mask down over his face, which further solidifies the effect. Bright lights start growing out of the contact point, pricks of fire bouncing off of the metal. He looks comfortable, like his arms have worn themselves into the machinery around him. There’s no insecurity or hesitation. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
These guys were born for heavy lifting, for tough jobs, for making weightiness weightless and exertion ease. Challenge is a privileged opportunity they are faced with daily as they are handed thick packets of long white paper bleeding the blueprints of minds made for creating. Shawn gets to bring form to those ideas. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
As a parent, an artist, a songwriter, guitar maker, break dancer, metal is just another canvas full of potential. For the people who make an empty building an office, who make an old warehouse an art studio and alchemist’s lab. Because its #FamilyFriday
, let the sparks fly. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
From our family to yours.