Wednesday, August 06, 2008

Birthday Thoughts

If my dad were still alive, it would have been his birthday today-- he would have been 90.

There are some people you meet whom it's difficult to picture as "old," ever. My dad was one of those people. He actually dies shortly after my 18th birthday, so I never got to know him much "as an adult," but I still struggle to visualize him as "old."

Other people it's easy to picture as "old." In fact, there are people walking around out there who may be biologically in their 30's, but they are already old. There's a lot ot be said for that old truism "Age is a state of mind."

Memories are often a source of inspiration for me. Perhaps not directly... but I send up thinking about things that happened in a distant past, and then I move onto "I wonder where they/it is now?" and then research with Google follows... and along the way I end up getting distracted into various sidetracks and rabbit holes... and then a new idea builds from there. Or-- at least-- old ideas get turned over and looked at from new angles.

My dad was a corporate executive, and most of the time it struck me that he was pretty much a "thinking" (rather than "artistic") type of person... that said. he did find some creative expression in restoring old furniture and paintings. In some ways, I think he would have really liked to be a "Creative Slacker," but he grew up during a time-- and in a family-- where entertaining such thoughts were pretty much unthinkable.