What Would I Say, If I Wasn’t Afraid of My Own VOICE?
SPEAK
Over the past year or so, I have been confronted by this idea that I am stifling my own creativity. Most recently, the feeling that I am not creating truthful, thought-provoking art has been causing me great distress. The root, it seems, is that I am afraid to SPEAK. my ideas. my truth. my fears, hopes, and needs. And for what? For fear of being wrong. judged. misinformed. called out as a fraud. By others? Or by myself?
In a place and time where I have the ability, the freedom, to speak my mind, how am I not shouting from the rooftops? What is it that has instead made me self-sensor my creative forms of expression?
Perhaps this whole project is an attempt to reclaim my voice. Or rather to find it, for the very first time.
I don’t know yet how this idea, SPEAK, will fully manifest itself – whether it will become dance, writing, visual displays, or a combination thereof – but I suspect it will weave itself in and out of this year full of discovering.
Here’s to another day of creativity…
The Daily Creative Project 