I am human, hear my voice!

"I am alone in the unexpected shriek
I emit in my flavor of darkness
to fill my solitudes with voice
and bring back to life my uninhabited self"

Excerpt from "Voice of my solitudes (I)", by Elias Nandino


Well this is the result of my last failed attempt (see previous post). I got this image stuck in my head for some reason, and couldn't let go of it. At first I didn't like his appearance, (not proportional, and I liked the preliminary drawing better) he didn't look "human" enough. But then I started thinking about what makes us human...is it our appearance? our spirit? our voices? acceptance into society by others?...our ideas?.

We all have a voice, and we all need to be heard, maybe that's one of the things that makes us human: our need to communicate, which is why it is so painful and frustrating when we cannot make ourselves heard. So, this is my representation of that primal need we all have to let our voices be taken seriously and be heard: I am human, hear my voice!

Transition

Appropriately enough, after all this time unable to create anything, I start working again and poof! its all about change and starting new periods in life. All the fear the expectation and the excitement associated with the moment we realize the course of our life is changing.

True, transitions can be very hard (they usually are), and we make it harder on ourselves sometimes by resisting them, but on the other hand, how could we ever evolve and grow as a person without constant change?. Most of the time the only one holding us back is our own fear.