Magic In The Execution
First of all, I have been in such a disorderly, confused and uninspired state these past few days. The incredulous passage of time between New Years, Fashion Week and now March just seem to pass me by in a blink of an eye. In such a creative driven generation, it seems I get the ball rolling and somehow find myself hitting a wall. I feel like ideas flow through our headspace quicker than we can execute them with our hands. And I don't know about you but I feel greatly dissatisfied when I cannot see an idea to its fruition as fast as I desire.
Too many ideas, too little time. You know what I mean?
I can't help but look back at archived photos from January during my first shoot of 2017 where time was seemingly on a standstill in the middle of the day in Chinatown.
The streets began completely empty without a single car or passerby. Then all of a sudden, in a coincidental, cinematic way, a stop light probably turned green, a family left a nearby restaurant and the subway finally reached the platform all at the same time and before we knew it, the streets were flooded with a fleet of feet and cars started rolling in.
I could go on and on about my admiration with New York in motion. Or even New York on pause. Or how easily it can move from a standstill to a fast-forward flow in a day's worth. Or how it will always make anyone feel motivated and inspired, which I’ll never back down on as one of the most important characteristic of this city. New York wasn't built in a day.
Turns out it takes more than just ideas to make something great. The real magic is in the execution. And I'm still working hard on it.