Three years ago I took on a huge creative project. I bought a mid-century Modern Al Beadle condo that was in horrible shape and I decided to hire my friend Bob to completely gut the place. People thought I had bitten off more than I could chew — remodels are no small task, and I heard every horror story there was about sub-contractors, delayed deadlines and bloated budgets. Still I pressed on. I had a vision and I knew Bob could help me execute it. Hours upon hours were spent collaborating with Bob on every detail of the house. He would present me with CAD mock-ups and then we would pound the pavement picking out flooring, cabinets, windows – everything that could go into a house, we scoped it out.
People warned me about working with a friend and expressed concern that there better be a contract in place. I just nodded politely and went back to ripping out inspiration pages from Dwell Magazine to give to Bob. I had extreme faith in him — his talent, attention to detail and obsession with perfectionism left me feeling rather confident — plus you don’t get your teeth cut at the Construction Zone, a high end design-build firm in the Valley and not come out with some knowledge and expertise. Bob left Construction Zone to establish his own design build firm Worksite, and I was his first client. He had faith in me as well, and together we collaborated on something pretty spectacular.
There was plenty of times that I pushed him to speed up the process or let me move in before we were close to being done – he pushed back and we came to a balanced compromise. Still there were plenty of close moments. I moved in two days before Christmas, and the night before I moved in Bob was here laying the wood floors, and the day I moved in, plumbers, cabinet makers, and City zoning officials were zipping in and out of the condo as I moved in my furniture and belongings. It was a circus, but I was home, and I was oh SO proud of what we had accomplished.
Now, my biggest creative project is Soul Carrier. It has not been easy, and there have been plenty of close calls where I have had to push back or push through. There has been plenty of concern. Plenty of questions. And plenty of horror stories about all the things that could go wrong. But I have a vision, and I am committed to seeing this through.
As I glance around my finished condo, I am reminded that this was once a blank canvas — a dirty-broken one at that, full of hiccups, headaches and problems to be solved. But there were two kids with a vision to create something really cool and they were determined to do just that. Yes, there were the doubters, the naysayers and those full of concern for the big project I was embarking on. And yet we pushed on, and now three years later I sit among the master piece that Bob designed for me.
The song “Coming Home” by Diddy and Skylar Grey was blasting on repeat the entire month I was about to move into my condo three years ago. And as I re-listen to the lyrics I can’t help but smile and think they are fitting for right where I am now with my Soul Carrier journey.
Once again there is a group of people committed to a vision and seeing this project through. There will be hiccups, headaches and problems to be solved — but we will figure it out and we will press forward towards the goals and greater vision we have set for this brand….and we will find our way home because once you have set something magical in motion…well “there ain’t stopping us now…” Thanks Diddy, as cheesey as it sounds, your lyrics are inspiration and fuel to keep at it and press on!
“Let the rain wash away
All the pain of yesterday
I know my kingdom awaits
And they’ve forgiven my mistakes
I’m coming home, I’m coming home
Tell the world that I’m coming
I’m back where I belong
Yeah I never felt so strong
I’m feelin’ like there’s nothing that I can’t try….
“Ain’t No Stopping Us Now”, I love that song
Whenever it comes on it makes me feel strong
I thought I told y’all that we won’t stop
It’s what made me, saved me, drove me crazy
For all of my shortcomings, welcome to my homecoming
Yeah it’s been a long time coming
Lot of fights, lot of scars
Lot of bottles, lot of cars
Lot of ups, lot of downs
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