dedication

I have finally started to dedicate myself to one thing. I've started reading trade publications, rss feeding this stuff, and also changed my homepage.

It's something that requires a lot of guts I think. To finally step away from all that you are doing and claim what you want to do for a living. Even if you know that you're not good at it.

But as one great creative director here at JWT told me the other day -

"the worst creator is always better than the best critic"

the ideas that we bring forward, 8 out of 10 of them might suck - but those two that you present might be the beginning of something intangible, unspeakable, and it might affect those around you in ways that you'd never know. that's the power of ideas - some might work, others might not. but it's about resilience and continuing the process, not stopping from testing the waters and ultimately, not letting your ego get the best of you.

it's a long road ahead, hell.. i have yet to even show other people my work here - but we all learned to crawl first before we ran.

(i am going to go save a whale now)

bassam

casting call rejection

make shift plays
and better scenes
with a phat wide cast
in the company

we'll play them roles
we learned in school
from the jesus christ
of peter o'toole.
to the brown man
who's a f'n mongul.


rejection is hard. but it's just a part of our life. the only reason why it becomes hard is because of nafs. and the nafs is our greatest enemy "and the two sides between it"

lets seperate from the material and come closer to the real. what a cliche thing to say cos it's all relative. our experiences are unique, our stories are fragmented, our voices track out on scattered frequencies, our finger print patterns will never align.

and at the end of it all - when that person walks through the door and sits on the chair behind the gray backdrop. by the time he has smiled, i already know if he or she is even worth my time.

somewhere in Britain, Simon Cowell is smirking.

and my thunder thighs continue to grow.