If you ask me what I came to do in this world, I, an artist, will answer you: I am here to live out loud.
My favorite part of Goodreads is the quote library. This LARGE collection of quotes is organized by tags and the topics are many. Additionally, you can create your own list of favorites and that is my favorite part. I spent a lot of time last summer just reading thorough the short words of others and setting some aside in a favorites folder. Well, okay, 630 are saved in my favorites folder but that's still "some". Besides being able to store words that matter to you, you can also subscribe to a daily quote delivered to your email inbox. And that brings me to the words above.....
This comment from Zola showed up my Goodreads email the other day. It's not the first time I have read it yet, just as in every other time I have seen it, it caused me to pause. There is something very attractive about these words. I know that the quote is translated from the original French and so may have been altered somewhat in that process but, even so, it gives me reason to reflect.
Artist or no artist, I like the idea of living out loud. I have just a whimper of what those three words might mean but they do motivate me. "Living out loud" suggests that I will tell the secrets in my head. I will tell the secrets in words and in paint and sometimes with a camera. I can share the words, colors, textures, and images but they don't have to be shared. I can say them. I can live out loud. I may or may not be understood but I can be heard. And living out loud is not necessarily about living loudly. One can live out loud with whispers.
Living out loud takes courage. When scared or discouraged, I would prefer to hide. I would rather disappear. I imagine going away and being in silence. Regrouping, renewing, recharging - call it whatever you want but that time is marked by silence. And when the time is right, I emerge and live out loud again, taking chances on telling my secrets.
Can you hear my secrets?
This comment from Zola showed up my Goodreads email the other day. It's not the first time I have read it yet, just as in every other time I have seen it, it caused me to pause. There is something very attractive about these words. I know that the quote is translated from the original French and so may have been altered somewhat in that process but, even so, it gives me reason to reflect.
Artist or no artist, I like the idea of living out loud. I have just a whimper of what those three words might mean but they do motivate me. "Living out loud" suggests that I will tell the secrets in my head. I will tell the secrets in words and in paint and sometimes with a camera. I can share the words, colors, textures, and images but they don't have to be shared. I can say them. I can live out loud. I may or may not be understood but I can be heard. And living out loud is not necessarily about living loudly. One can live out loud with whispers.
Living out loud takes courage. When scared or discouraged, I would prefer to hide. I would rather disappear. I imagine going away and being in silence. Regrouping, renewing, recharging - call it whatever you want but that time is marked by silence. And when the time is right, I emerge and live out loud again, taking chances on telling my secrets.
Can you hear my secrets?
