How do you deal with your pressure?
Sleep, eat, run, climb,read, masturbate, shower, walk, take the subway, what’s app, instagram, snapshot something, walk some more, people, lots of them, heat, air conditioning, heat again, noise, smells, smoke, horns, yellow cabs, “help a brother”, people, hot dog stands, cyclists, shops, an infinite sea of them, buy something, walk, walk some more, get lost, google maps, sit at some coffee shop, write, “do you have free wi-fi?”, class, photography, stone cold air conditioning, strange people, 10 o’clock already, streets still crowded, walk, catch the train again, walk again. 11th floor, meditate, read, be thankful, sleep again.
-I’m probably not doing enough.
This is a thought I constantly have on my mind.
People I love that would really want to be here, can’t. To accomplish anything worthily in photography is an herculean feat. Especially in this town. Pressure. Thought. A trillion of them every second.
If I think then it’s over. Feel, then?
Do, but also feel. Do anyway, and do more. And there’s every other thing too, light, colors, music, friends, family, brilliant ideas, breath, serendipities, fun, laughter, beautiful women, kids, dogs, blue dogs, parks, beer, outstanding places, views, movies, art, nature, rooftops, people, love. According to Gandhi anything whatever we’ll do will be insignificant, but it’s still very important that we do it.
So I’m doing it, probably not enough but I am.
On the process of getting unstuck.