I regularly head out to Soho and The west end to take night photography. I love observing ‘others peoples lives’ through the windows of neon-lit London.
There’s people at play, people deep in conversation, people coming together for their first dates and of course many people working.
Rarely I find individuals transfixed in their work, observably in a state of flow and focus – so much so that I could be stood just a few feet away with my camera pointed directly at them and they wouldn’t notice a thing.
It’s just them, and the task at hand…
I stood watching this guy the other night preparing food – he didn’t rush or show any signs of wanting to be elsewhere.
He’d pause and observe what he’d just arranged and I could feel accomplishment, purpose and pride were reflected in his face. It was mesmerising.
How often can we find focus and flow in the mundane, repetitive or routine? I know I battle with thoughts that say I ‘should’ be elsewhere engaging in something more ‘grandiose’ and more meaningful a lot of the time.
What brings you back to the moment? What has you stay in the now even when you’re dancing with routine?