It’s going to be a place where only the things you want to happen, would happen.
When I was little, we used to build forts. They usually consisted of a few couch cushions, (the couch), some strategically balanced pillows and blankets that never quite covered the whole thing. Outside, the skirt of an unusually large evergreen would open up into the perfect hideout, where I know my cousin and I spent several feral weeks as kids. I vaguely remember sweeping the pine cones out so the dirt floor would be…clean? I’ve tried to remember exactly what the scenarios were that kept us so captivated, but all I recall for sure is the feeling of being on an adventure but also safe.
I saw the movie Where the Wild Things Are this weekend. It was a little strange and uncomfortable. I’m sure they were going for that. They didn’t use fantastical CGI landscapes – it was found scenery in Australia. It was imperfect. There were forts. It made the argument for using what you have around to you to create your own world, starting with sticks and flowers and dirt piles. Most important were the people (monsters, in this case) who say, “Ok, I’ll play with you!” How often do designers have to start there? A) Believe you can make it happen. B) Get people on your team. C) Get to work. That’s literally my whole job as an adult.
It reinforces the power of imagination. The boys and girls who push hot wheels around dirt piles end up as the architects of our experiences in the world, making that leap between what could be and what is. We’re their playmates, saying “Yes! We could totally do that!” and it only happens because we believe in the power of an idea and the thrill of influencing our world, hopefully for the better. I think that’s how this movie got made. I’m sure that’s how the theater I saw it in was built.
Let things be imperfect and wild and help each other fill in the rest.