Thursday, December 26, 2013

Living Out Loud

“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.”
—Emile Zola

That says it all, really.  A quiet, private person, I’m not good at exclaiming or projecting my voice or being out into the audience.

But like the frescos do, from Knossos or Pompeii, without shouting or showing off, I live out loud.  I make statements through art, through flowers, mugs, hand-painted tiles, knee socks, slouch socks, type faces, herbs or cheeses, oatmeal soap.  I choose this word and not that, heightening my own effect.

And in that is an exclamation.  I am here to live out loud!

image: "Blue Bird" fresco, Neopalatial Period (ca. 1550-1500 B.C.). From the House of Frescoes at Knossos.  I Require Art


  1. i love your loud socks! and your words.

    1. And I've just realized that living out loud is LOL too! That makes me happy.