Prefabulous Dartmouth

This is my first post in a while. I’ve been moving my office. During this process I’ve been painting, flooring removing waste and basically doing all of the unskilled part of the renovations that I could. Sitting here in this incomplete mess, I’m both daunted and excited at the same time.

Stepping into the unknown

Part of this space is well known to me. It’s my therapy office. That accounts for about twenty five percent of the space I have here. The rest? Unknown. I have plans dreams and desires for this space. And I’m not sure what I’m doing or how it will work out. Essentially I’m opening a six hundred and fifty square foot Airbnb that could function for other events. It’s set-up to function as an art gallery and studio. I’ve never curated an art gallery before. I’ve never run an Airbnb. The studio space? That I know how to use.

A place for community

Two things come to mind as I sit here in the dust and debris of a renovation struggling to the finish line: Depression and anxiety. They say the cure for depression and anxiety is connection. As a therapist, I recognize that conventional talk therapy isn’t for everyone. And I believe that people crave (and benefit from) connection. I believe that making things together is a great way to connect. Learning is a great way to connect. As such, this funky little space with its mismatched floors and odd little corners will be a place for people to make things (art?) connect and learn. My hope is to develop a community here.

Empathy and compassion

Sartre said ‘l’enfir, c’est les autre’ – the hell is the others. People stop being others when we learn together, when we connect and ‘feel with’ them. My goal with this space here in Prefabulous Dartmouth is to have a place where people have the opportunity to connect. Perhaps then for just a brief moment people here will have a chance to experience people and existence as a little less hellish. With a little luck, folks here might even experience joy and develop a deeper resilience.

I don’t know how this will play out

I hope to fill this space with laughter, with tears, with art and with love. Who knows? Until then, I have some trim boards to paint and a client arriving in half an hour. Pedagogy can wait. I’m preparing for guests and looking forward to your visit.

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