We all like to have a view from our window, our balcony, our porch.
Spaciousness is good for the soul, I believe.
To grow mentally and emotionally, we need to open our mind. “Broaden your view, extend your horizon”, they say, when someone seems stuck in life.
This is much easier when you have a good view than when you’re staring into a dead-end alley or up to a blind wall.
It might be one of the reasons why people love watching sunsets or sunrises, since it always involves wider horizons, offering a broader perspective.
So when I was confronted with a newly constructed blank wall without a single window right in for of my little house, I felt my mind narrowing, my heart closing.
I had a hard time not feeling a little depressed and invaded.
There is something about walls without windows, that makes them extra imposing, almost unfriendly. Nothing inviting about a blank wall, right?
It was just a big empty wall. Lifeless.
Then a friend suggested painting a big mural on it, with lots of colour. Something fun to look at. Now there was a great plan. Even better: she’s an artist, and said she would love to paint that mural for me (I am not a painter, so I would need her to do the job for me, I thought then).