A Longer Temporary and the Value of Patience
It wasn’t supposed to be like this.
I was supposed to go south.
I vowed to escape the winter.
Instead, the winds pushed me to Montreal and every sign was screaming: “Stay for a while you dirty bastard!”
I thought it over as I brushed my teeth. I was getting ready for an interview at the bakery. All I had to do was show up and I would get the gig.
Something to do while I exhibited my photos at a local yoga studio.
Yeah, the show would require some work, but not much. It was a solo show. Twenty-three large prints from Latin America. This is what happens when you cook for the right people.
And then, there was the apartment. Claudia suggested I move in.
Montreal, frigid in her soggy wool socks, was making an offer I couldn’t refuse. My stay remained temporary, but a longer temporary.
With settling down, came the necessity of stuff. Bare necessities. Sleeping on the floor would no longer suffice.
I didn’t have much, but it didn’t matter.
Patience is more important than money.
If you wait, the things you need will find you.
Psychology-based marketing has trained us to buy endless amounts of shit. Surely, this maximizes profits, but it also creates a culture of waste. People throw away everything …
… used once, used twice … never used.
Through patience I acquired a nice scarf, winter boots, a bike, a small dresser that also serves as a desk, a chair, and even a bed.
What else do you need?
Not all these things came from the streets. I simply asked around and people had extra stuff they didn’t use. Stuff they were happy to part with.
So began my life in Montreal. A life of recycling, efficiency and maximized economy.
Think voting is your strength?
No, voting just gives us the illusion we have control.
Your power is in your money. Keep it.
Starve the beast.
© Diego Cupolo 2011