Walking through the cobble stone streets early in the morning and hearing clack, clack, clack, the six-inch stilettos hitting the streets are the sound signals in this fascinating place. These are the sounds that are heard in the foreground, sounds that captivates people into this place. Ladies running in and out of studios with big glass doors. Each time one door opens; it closes with a bang, creating soundmarks that are very distinguished in this place. Tires screeching, and maneuvering on tiny roads, creating keynotes, because cars will always be the background sounds, and become seamlessly unnoticed. Men and women are setting up their selling stands to sell art, jewelry and other trinkets. Each vendor has his or her own unique sound. Creating attracting soundmarks that are heard in this fascinating part of town. The jewelry-sounding like metal to metal is being rubbed together. The artist that is showcasing his or her street art is making a noise of wood rubbing together, as they display their canvas pieces all over their stands. It’s early in the morning so there are a lot of trucks that make their way through these tiny cobble stone streets, plowing down the street with sounds that tanks make when they are headed for war. As load and groggy as these trucks sound, to locals they are nothing but keynotes. The trucks only mission is to make its delivery and get out before the streets get to busy with clackers that are clacking with the intention to attract attention. The freight elevators that take these beautiful women with the clacking stilettos sounding like a sand machine, each time they go up and come back down. It may seem like all of this is so disorganized, but it really is not. If one was to close his or her eyes, all the sounds that this peculiar place makes, can be translated to beauty getting ready to unleash. The screeching tires and cars are the keynotes. The clacking heals and slamming doors, add more clacking heals makes the attracting sound signals in the foreground. Elevators making sounds of a sand machine, and vendors setting up are the soundmarks, and all these create a symphony of SOHO. A place where gritty streets turn into a fashionista’s catwalk, where one can strut their way and contribute to the beautiful eccentric sound of SOHO.
Tuesday, March 17, 2015
Sounds of SOHO!
Walking through the cobble stone streets early in the morning and hearing clack, clack, clack, the six-inch stilettos hitting the streets are the sound signals in this fascinating place. These are the sounds that are heard in the foreground, sounds that captivates people into this place. Ladies running in and out of studios with big glass doors. Each time one door opens; it closes with a bang, creating soundmarks that are very distinguished in this place. Tires screeching, and maneuvering on tiny roads, creating keynotes, because cars will always be the background sounds, and become seamlessly unnoticed. Men and women are setting up their selling stands to sell art, jewelry and other trinkets. Each vendor has his or her own unique sound. Creating attracting soundmarks that are heard in this fascinating part of town. The jewelry-sounding like metal to metal is being rubbed together. The artist that is showcasing his or her street art is making a noise of wood rubbing together, as they display their canvas pieces all over their stands. It’s early in the morning so there are a lot of trucks that make their way through these tiny cobble stone streets, plowing down the street with sounds that tanks make when they are headed for war. As load and groggy as these trucks sound, to locals they are nothing but keynotes. The trucks only mission is to make its delivery and get out before the streets get to busy with clackers that are clacking with the intention to attract attention. The freight elevators that take these beautiful women with the clacking stilettos sounding like a sand machine, each time they go up and come back down. It may seem like all of this is so disorganized, but it really is not. If one was to close his or her eyes, all the sounds that this peculiar place makes, can be translated to beauty getting ready to unleash. The screeching tires and cars are the keynotes. The clacking heals and slamming doors, add more clacking heals makes the attracting sound signals in the foreground. Elevators making sounds of a sand machine, and vendors setting up are the soundmarks, and all these create a symphony of SOHO. A place where gritty streets turn into a fashionista’s catwalk, where one can strut their way and contribute to the beautiful eccentric sound of SOHO.
Wednesday, March 4, 2015
Wednesday, February 4, 2015
No Limits!
Being the small, wimpy kid in elementary school and through
high school never landed me onto any school sports. Nor was I ever chosen first
for any recess activities or intramural games. To this day, I can remember
trying out for the cross-country team in high school and bailing out the first
day. I never had in me the strength to push beyond what your own body is
capable of doing, or so I thought…
After high
school I started hanging with a crowd that one may not want to introduce to
his/her parents. That crowd led me to a place where I found myself and
discovered that my body does not have any limits. I was standing around a bunch
of guys, in the yard, with nothing to do! They are all doing pull-ups. One of
them yells to me, get on the bar! I had never done a pull-up in my life. I was
always the small wimpy kid, but something happened inside me. My thoughts
shifted from I can’t, to I want to try.
Today, I am
not afraid to try anything that involves running, lifting weights,
cross-fitting, etc. What I want to capture on film, is what goes into this type
of sport by the athlete. A marathon runner: what are his/hers rituals prior to
race day? A cross-fitter heading to the games: how much he/she trains before
competition? To train for something that one is passionate about is art. The
preparation that one puts in before heading out in front of the crowd is magic
in itself. I want to document the pre–rituals that go into the preparation for
a competition. If you are thinking I am a little late to the game, well you are
wrong. Right now our media documents the big sports like baseball, football,
and basketball and not enough for sports like running, cross fitting and weight
lifting.
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