Weathering Superstition
I don’t know who first said it but I’m a firm believer in the notion that luck is when preparation meets opportunity… But when you watch a number of independent meteorological sources forecast your doom for a solid week and then pull off a dusk til dawn outdoor shoot without the predicted severe thunderstorms then it’s hard not to wonder, just for a moment, if there aren’t greater cosmic forces at work.
Compound that with the fact that you’re shooting on Friday the 13th, 150 yards from a cemetery five days after a black cat crossed your path several times while you were out there scouting the location and you may start to think about buying a lottery ticket on the way home.
But I don’t know… You go down that road to superstition and before you know it you’re pulling your car over by a park to jump out and knock on a tree because you had a negative thought about the meeting you were headed to.
What? … It can happen.
I’m just saying; coincidences that masquerade as serendipity are great moments that make you feel like maybe there’s more to what you’re doing than what you yourself can take responsibility for but that’s all it really is. A feeling. That kind of feeling can get pretty addictive to anyone in a creative field where so much of what we base our careers on seems to come down to luck. Chalking things up to bad luck is the slippery slope that comes next and before you know it, you’re not even trying anymore you’re just throwing salt over your shoulder and calling it a day. But the truth is, the Refrain crew and I got what we needed shot this weekend because we were prepared and despite the odds stacked against us, when the opportunity not to get rained on presented itself we were ready.
Preparation meets opportunity. No luck required.
Meteorologists are charlatans anyway.
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