My God, You’ve Got A Way…

i really wish i had the gift of being articulate…to make things sound and feel as beautiful as i see them using only my words.  i’ve come to the conclusion, my [lack of] gift of words fail me.  i try to compensate that by capturing the beauty and stories i see in everyday things though my camera lens.  even that frustrates me.  (ironically, i’d rather be frustrated than satisfied.  when art finds satisfaction, art is dead).

anyhow, sometimes i put this conscious effort in my verbal expressions only to stutter, stumble and repeat.  when i’m on a tangent, it feels like my head quickly runs through about 100 different thoughts at once and my mouth tries to catch up but fails.  i verbalize a thought, realizing i have a preceeding thought, back track then repeat.  (this blog posting is a great example…all over the place).

i read other people’s blogs, stories, letters etc and envy how articulate they can be.  i’m able to paint a picture in my head merely by reading text.  i wish i had that gift.  think of the weight words have.  it could sever a heart or give invicible-like powers.  not to mention, the gift of being articulate gives other people the beauty of painting their own picture.  even better, it can give another person the gift of feeling…deeply.

there is a vulnerablity in being so articulate.  a part of me wonders if i am actually afraid of being articulate because of that fact.

i’m not really sure…but i’m dying to find out.

rancho santa margarita hills, CA

rancho santa margarita hills, CA

taken at sunset on the hills of rancho santa margarita, CA
i never knew that place could be so beautiful, until that day.
…thanks, randall…

taken at sunset on the hills of rancho santa margarita, CA

i never knew that place could be so beautiful, until that day.
…thanks, randall…

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3 thoughts on “My God, You’ve Got A Way…

  1. there is a vulnerablity in being so articulate. a part of me wonders if i am actually afraid of being articulate because of that fact. i’m not really sure…but i’m dying to find out.

    It’s one thing to possess such a vast vocabulary that one is never at a loss for words (spoken or written/typed). It’s another thing to possess a profound grasp of language that one is always able to express oneself.

    Often times, the messages that have the most impact cannot be adequately put into the spoken or written word. And, you probably already know…Enter images. Add to that sounds. And the ordering of those images and sounds and you get mixed media!

    Video art installation! and your audience can feel and understand you with a kind of intensity or clarity that might be missing from having just read a note or heard a monologue.

    What kind of “inarticulate” are you? Constantly thinking of the right word? Or just a general feeling that you could find better words or more descriptive phrases if you tried harder?

    Does speaking in public bother you (with or without a microphone, formally or informally).

    • What kind of “inarticulate” are you? Constantly thinking of the right word? Or just a general feeling that you could find better words or more descriptive phrases if you tried harder?

      Does speaking in public bother you (with or without a microphone, formally or informally).

      yes & yes to answer your first question. i am constantly thinking of the correct / best adjectives to group together with their noun & verb counterparts but can never find the right grouping. 😦

      speaking in public…it used to scare the pants off me years ago. i’ve gotten a bit better, but i can’t say the fear *doesn’t* exist…more just subsided a bit…

      • How did you do in group or solo presentations in school? I have no qualms about talking in front of a crowd, but my presentations grew worse and worse the older I got. Even if I had note cards or an outline with a simple “Don’t forget to talk about this, and then that, and then end with the other thing,” the brain-vocal-chords-tongue-mouth connection just fizzled…and I’d have to improv the whole thing.

        Keep up with the blogging. Worst case scenario, do as Alain de Botton observes in his novel On Love: “It is always easier to quote others than to speak for oneself, easier to use Shakespeare or Sinatra than risk one’s own sore throat. Born into language, we necessarily adopt the use others have made of it, involving ourselves in a history that is not our own” (104).

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