“Ma always encourgaed us to open our eyes and hearts to the world. Make up our own minds for experience, and be inspired.”
I first encountered this video via a Chase Jarvis post. The visuals are stunning, but it’s the monologue that will ring home hard and true for anyone who feels a genuine passion for something creative.
Of the entire piece, there are a couple of passages that really stood out to me. The first is quoted above. I can only hope that when I have children, I’ll be able to find a way to articulate and convey to them an approach like this. See the world through your own eyes and decide what it means for yourself, if for no other reason than the experience.
I see life in angles, and lines of perspective. A slight turn of the head; the blink of an eye. Subtle glimpses of magic other folk might pass by. Camera’s help me translate, interpret and understand what I see. It’s a simple act that keeps me grining. I never set out to become anything in particular. Only to live creatively, and push the scope of my experience through adventure and through passion. That’s still all that means something to me; same as most anyone with dreams.
So much said in so few words. This is exactly how I feel, and seeing it written so concisely and eloquently makes me feel inadequate and angry that I spend so much time trying to convey this only to produce blocks of stumbling, stilted, awkward text. I need to do more and I love and hate it for making me feel this way.
Finally, one that’s been on my mind recently as I look around at individuals I know who desire a career in a creative industry, but between who start contrasts in effort, passion and raw dedication exist.
If I only scrape a living, at least it’s a living worth scraping. If there’s no future in it, at least it’s a present worth remembering.
Kind of reminds me of a quote I say on Twitter from a local Perth photographer:
“I’ll shoot until I starve (which I will)” –Jordan Shields