October 11th, 2012

1915 portrait

Artistic Medium

The keyboard is my charcoal and the sharpened pencil is my voice.

Growing up, I loved to draw and write. I was somehow able to wrestle out my feelings through these even when I couldn't explain them. Line and facet, word and rhythm. How is it that these can be so bold when my voice is said to be so "small"? Will speech ever grow to become an artistic medium for me as well?