TIME is the Greatest PARADOX

Because it is infinite, and yet it is precious.
When I think about the concept of time, I can’t help but see it as a theory – a make-believe measure humans came up with so we can put a tab on the lives we live; when in reality, the only “time” that really exists is the infinite “now,” in which everything is suspended and everything happens all at once – all just waiting for us to see it in its glorious beauty but going unnoticed because we have a fucked-up idea of what a lifetime is about.
Come to think of it, we are probably the only species that go about their day measuring it by the hands of a clock. Birds just when know when it is time to fly out in a different direction when the weather changes. But they probably don’t worry about that. They sing their songs and fly high in the skies until they know it is time to do so.
But humans? We were told from a very young age that we we only have a lifetime, and that within that lifetime is a series of socially mandated “milestones” we are meant to achieve or our lives would have “gone to waste.” So we go about our day, measuring the time it takes for everything we do from the moment we plant our feet on the ground to the time we close our eyes to sleep.
We take hurried seven-minute showers and eat our breakfast in large bites because we don’t want to be late to work. Our movements are dictated by the rythm of the “seconds passing by,” keeping us from realizing how good it feels to take a warm bath. Or taking a moment to savour the food our loved ones made for us. Or even bothering to spare a moment to tell them “thank you for making breakfast.”
My hope for you is to realize that time is infinite, and we are never running out of it. It is so precious it deserves to be spent in moments and not in seconds. It is not the $1600 watch you are wearing on your wrist. It’s that photo of your family sitting on your desk, taken in a fraction of a second and immortalized on a piece of paper. It is not the 12-minute quarter of a basketball game, but the rythm of the ball bouncing on the floor and your heart pounding as you run across the court. It is not the 15-minute coffee break you spend with your colleagues, but those smiles and stories you exchange in between.
“Time” is not a cycle that starts and ends. “Time” is all those in-betweens.
So go ahead. Spare two seconds to say those three words that will last a lifetime. Take five extra minutes to do your makeup the way you want it and feel good about yourself for the rest of your day. Take a moment to pray and say thanks. The “time” that you will spend to do it, you will have it again the day after. But those moments, you will carry them for always and they will always be worth it.

Keeping the Magic of Something Soulmade


_MG_6303One of the biggest challenges of being in the business of handcrafted items is this : if your work is good and it sells good, you’re bound to get duped by copycats. It used to bother me that a merchant in my regular event keeps on copying my work. Everytime I put something new out there and the crowd loves it, trust on her to scout and have the same thing the next week. While I understand that all artists get inspiration from the already existing work of others, it is quite something else when a merchant in exactly the same event who deliberately scouts your booth does it.

But there is something to learn from and be grateful for in this experience. One day a customer came to my booth to check my items, proceeded to check the items of the dupe merchant, went back to me and said, “Yours has a much better quality than hers. It’s obvious that it’s not ordinary work.” After days of having doubts about myself, I was deeply touched by her simple act of complimenting my work and her kindness, and became much more inspired to continue doing what I love.

I realized that while many things can be copied and ripped off, good design included, no one can dupe good taste, passion, and hard work. When you do something with your own bare hands and you pour your soul into it, that’s YOU. When you fly things in from halfway around the world to get your hands on the finest materials, that’s YOU. When you spend precious seconds criticizing every detail of the work that you just did, just to make sure that everything is right and looks right, that’s YOU.

I realized that on that day, that beautiful lady was not seeing a nice pair of tassel earrings. She was seeing a portion me. A part of my soul in every detail of my work. Soulmade.

So, I am writing this to reach out to all artists, craftsmen, and passionate thinkers out there. Bear this mind, you beautiful soul.

Your work is YOU.

There is no substitute for it. So keep going and do what you love best. Where there is passion, there is always good work.