It’s been said that you can tell a lot about a person from their work space. I have two work spaces.
Usually, on Tuesday, Thursday and Sunday, you can find me at The Episcopal Church of the Ascension. Here are a couple of pictures of my work space there.
This space now reminds me of what I once called my work space at the Lutheran Church of the Good Shepherd: “The Creativity Factory.” In fact, it so evokes that place that I am preparing to name my Ascension work space: “The Creativity Factory II” (hmm, resurrection strikes again).
The true “Creativity Factory” exists in that mystical locale between my brain and my heart. However an actual space in which to do the work of the Creativity Factor is needed. The Creativity Factory must incarnate itself. For me, a space is needed to which I can go and create. This space is currently the upper room of The Church of the Ascension. It has become sacred creative space for me, a great place to think and plan for the ministries I’ve been asked to do at Ascension.
By contrast, here is my work space at the Print Center of Providence Health and Services in Renton.
The differences are striking. There is nothing personal in this work space. There is nothing that speaks of creativity here. Nothing inspires in this space. It is compact and utilitarian. It mirrors the work I do in the Print Center. Here I am a worker bee.
Please understand that this is not an insult nor a slighting of the work I do at the Print Center. A colony of bees needs workers bees. The worker bee’s job is to support the colony by gathering food for the developing brood. Back and forth–flower to hive, for the colony. (and the greater good of the planet). At the Print Center I go back and forth (computer, printers, finishing table, shipping station, customer pick-up desk) all day, supporting the colony. This job calls for almost no creativity and doesn’t call on any of what i would consider my best gifts.
An interesting contrast that I live out day after day. What do my work spaces reveal about me? That I am perhaps two people? The humble and lovably Shoeshine Boy
who in real life becomes that champion of champions,
Underdog (cue the heroic music).
Just an analogy (everybody laugh now).