To further my parking lot offerings, I did what any Michael J Lynch IV would do and I took my sketch book, screen printed the best art I had on cheap blank t-shirts and mixed those in with the pirated CD’s, DVD’s and of course never-ending stacks of Air Forces; before I knew it, my first shop was official. More importantly, I had started selling my art. 
From there, I learned dollar by dollar that I was a salesman with a dream. “Respect the Process.” That's what the OG who called himself Fam Bam, forced me to learn - I never realized what that cat meant until a few years after I graduated high school - ever since I figured that bit out, I have been a humble enthusiast of life’s simplest lessons.
Here they are, in my humble opinion, of course: what goes up, must come down; who your family is, is linked to the most valuable lessons you will learn; The law of Divine Proportion is real and true; Alan Watts and Jim Carrey are Geniuses; The naturally occurring colors are the best ones; good people smile and show up, no matter what; strength is defined by your will and willingness to love and be loved; who you are, is your greatest super power; the truth is always good enough; and, hustle is the strongest virtue. 

“Respect the process.”

I think an OG told me that one time in the parking lot of Fam Mart when I was picking up a fresh batch of ‘extra-wholesale’ Air Forces, CD, DVDs and Baggy Jeans to sell from the back of my Mitsubishi Lancer in the high school parking lot. I went to a uniform mandatory, private high school and was an MVP jock with good grades but I was also a pure hustling entrepreneur at heart. So, in my spare time (which meant in between practices and school work) I needed to make some extra cash-money so I could appease my greatest needs: big style wins. 

Now, I would be remiss to not explain what my version of hustle is (because everyone has a different definition): manifesting your good will into existence through determination and humility, no matter what the cost. That is how I would define it; little bit by bit we can earn our own self-respect in this life if we decide that is what we are after. 

I am proud of the version of me, coming to be a young man, selling knock-off Air Forces and home-made art in the parking lot of my high school. While my teachers and priestly professors might not be, they ain’t me! Does this mean I respect them any less? Absolutely not. It means, I respect myself more and I judge my well being by the potential buried within my hustle; it tells me how far I am willing to go and what I should build on.
Saying all of this out loud might seem contrary to building a commercial brand and that is spot on for the way I’d like Imperfects to be defined. Which means: non-conforming because it is an ever-changing chameleon’s blend of the ever-natural human experience. It is impossible to bottle hustle… one can only produce it organically. 

Poem of the Week

As always off the top in a minute or less.
Sayonara and Arigato Gozimas.
Strategic motions based off of purely eccentric intentions 
Sliding sideways in perpetual motion
Modes that mean nothing but nostalgic corrosion 
Sensitive beings playing with the seasons of change
So much stock in what you think and its sad 
None of your opinion matters in the end 
Its mine that holds the most weight and I know it
Why do I constantly hold a candle up to yours
Only to completely blow it. 
Sayonara and Arigato Gozimas.

“Without commitment you’ll never start, but more importantly, without consistency, you’ll never finish.”
- DENZEL WASHINGTON