Storm before the calm? Or calm before the sorm?

I have always been fascinated with artists ability to see the final product in their minds eye. They toil away at a project seemingly unaware of the utter chaos that surrounds them or that they have created. If you have ever had the opportunity to observe the creative process in motion what we see as an outsider is often confusing. Have you ever watched a painter create a piece of art? At first it is nothing, literal wasteland of canvas, but with time the seemingly random brush strokes of colour seem to come together and forms start to appear. At this point the novice feels a sense of ease, like the weight of uncertainty has been lifted from their mental shoulders, they say " Ahhh yes! I see what is happening....it makes sense to me now!"
This, unfortunately is right before everything is often thrown into the dark hole of despair as the artist in motion starts to layer on top of what we thought was a world making sense. A painter acquaintance of mine said it is the storm before the calm...things seem to look worse before the get better to the untrained eye.

As I was doing  little reading I came across this picture of Salvadore Dali, I really had to laugh.....not just a chuckle but a good belly laugh. It would be no surprise that this guy would create something wild and surreal. I can actually picture him flying about his studio in a crazed mad frenzy creating the masterpieces he did. But the real reason for the belly laugh was this...

....what is it with artists and facial hair. This guy I have actually watched him in action. But unlike the scene with Saladore Dali, he moves exactly as he looks...slow, lumbering and like a bear in a china shop!

But now to the point...

 Last week, we started with our blank canvas...

Randy and I added brush strokes bit by bit, the scene slowly taking shape.

Vapour barrier trimmed , sealant placed, all was well, until we attempted the ceiling panels...

That seemed to be the tipping point. Just like Malcolm Gladwell  seeks to explain and describe the "mysterious" sociological changes that mark everyday life. As Gladwell states, 

"Ideas and products and messages and behaviors spread like viruses do"

Well by the time we had to call it quits, we had the aftermath of a real pandemic, what started off as a blank canvas was definitely was a virus run a muck

Our issue was the ceiling panels, a mere 18G aluminum are plenty flexible, but when trying to man hadle into place, they move and shift and squirm. Nothing stays square, and all hell was breaking loose. So I took them to my good friends at  3 Fab, they kindly put a persuasive curve. Now lets see how this will all work out. I am hoping this was the storm before the calm, always wanting to think positive...next time will be a piece of cake.....?