The unknown voice

I love how a voice is unknown until it is heard.

Consider a person in a certain venue, wearing certain clothes, with a certain face, and a certain body-type.

And an uncertain voice; its qualities are unknown.

Until she speaks.

Only then does one hear the timbre of her voice. The way the sound resonates. The language she speaks. The accent she carries.

Her voice may be quite different from what the eyes had anticipated.

It’s the same with art. Until you paint... Until you write... Until you sing... Until you produce... Your voice (and all its nuance) is unknown.

Break the silence. Let your voice do what it’s meant to do. Let it be heard.