Reading this, has been the most inspiring & reassuring thing to have happened to me all week. It’s good to know that your options in life are not limited to the (v expensive) qualifications you have obtained from uni. & that, life, works out magically. When you are stuck, get unstuck & explore. You might even surprise yourself on where you end up.
To everybody out there. No matter where you are in life, YOU NEED TO READ THIS.
I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes. Because if you are making mistakes, then you are making new things, trying new things, learning, living, pushing yourself, changing yourself, changing your world. You’re doing things you’ve never done before, and more importantly, you’re doing something.
Earlier today, my lovely friend, Pik Yeng (Pikky, for short) decided to keep me company while I did one of my (many) required fieldworks for a subject in uni. It was required (for this particular assignment) that I took ten pictures each representing street life (interesting human activities) & street character (objects, places, anything that adds to the character of the street) of Elizabeth Street in Melbourne CBD.
Pikky, automatically brought me here. To this unknown laneway, hidden in the midst of all the shopping, busking, & hustle bustle of Bourke Street. (Speaking of which, I should really find out the name of the laneway for future references)
But yes, thought I’d share this picture I took. This lane, was filled with graffiti, one end to another, top to bottom. This was not your normal ugly tagging done in (rather) dodgy corners in the city. Somehow, this was of a different nature. It was art. Beautiful, colourful, expressive art.
Especially loved this section of the wall, it was previously filled with pictures (from what looked like India, or Pakistan; or you know a country similar to those). Each picture telling a different story; sending you to a whole different place, with a whole different set of emotions.
I love my city. All of its eccentricities, and beautiful forms of art. And I couldn’t be more proud to call this city, Home.
Ira Glass on Storytelling.
Although this was intended for storytellers, it can so much relate to everything else.
As for me, I am an over-thinker, and a (sort of) perfectionist. And more often than not, I back down from a challenge even before I start it, it’s like I’ve psyched myself out, thinking “What if I’m not good enough”, “What if this things I’m doing/going to do isn’t good enough”, “I don’t have a clue what I’m doing, what I’m trying to do”, “Can I really do this”.
I get psyched out. Even when I do force myself I just sit through it, and try my best. I often feel, my best isn’t good enough. The perfectionist in me, never ever wants to showcase anything I’ve completed. Well, it’s either that or I simply give up halfway. Self-defeat. Thinking it won’t even turn out as good as I imagine it to be, so why try.
Ira Glass puts it beautifully. To just keep pushing forward. & that it takes time.
So, here’s to me, pushing forward. Taking my time.
Marlijn Hosk | Perla Maarek | L’Officiel Ukraine May 2012
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