(Hugh MacLeod of gapingvoid.com in his book, Ignore Everybody and 39 Other Keys to Creativity).
In a not altogether productive day yesterday, I was watching the episode of Anthony Bourdain: No Reservations in which he visits the Pacific Northwest.
“Obsession,” he kept obsessing. Obsession was the word which described the culinary artists of Portland and Seattle.
Obsession is Mario Batali’s father retiring from his career as an engineer for Boeing to travel to Italy to learn to cure meat, culminating in, upon his return, a sandwich shop so heaven-sent that the lunch hour wait is over an hour, the line, around the block.
Too many customers, he says. You start making too much salami, it’s no longer good salami.
Obsession.
Obsession is the pizza shop owner who only allows three toppings on his pizzas and if you complain too much, you’re out the door. Who, on a good night, is only open from 5 pm to 8:30 pm, when they sell out. Who mixes his dough by hand, no mixer.
Obsession is finding something you can put your entire being into, and making it good.
More than good.
Obsession is no fear, no holding back. Something every creative - myself especially included - should remember, always.
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