THE ROAD, THE PATH, THE GOAL, ROOM IS DONE
When you start down a path you have not seen before you may think “I know the distance !must travel in your mind.
When you set eyes upon the sunrise as you begin a road trip, you ay actually gauge how long a road you are on.
A passion for one thing can be like that, a journey. A path you must travel…
I began a process to build a cell and dungeon 25 years ago.
I did not perceive then that I would be in Norway before I finished the process and had that ‘room’ I wanted.
I wanted a slave 20 years ago (I dimly perceived I did want a very special and well defined type of slave). But I could not imagine the ruts in the road or the detours.
The ‘road’ to designing the room and making it fit into the place where I lived would be a long trip in its own right.
After five moves, three countries and 10 years, I finally had a floor plan to ‘insert’ MY vision into.
The road was still long, but I was half way to the first destination.
I had a first