#outandloud

[loostinyoureyes-blog]

Out and loud

I feel calm and relaxed, although it may give an air of superiority or seriousness to others. However, I know myself when I am with you, and the closest I can describe it: you activate more emotional vessels, channels, in which normally water doesn’t run. Out of custom, I feel intensely when you are around or are the origin or reason for those same feelings. You don’t do anything, but I know I don’t have the same depth or emotional wide, once you stop being there. And therefore, I feel distanced within myself at first, as if I have two distinct emotional beings within me. Who knows which is best? That’s the reason I don’t feel like my normal self when I migrate to find you, although I still do not know if that’s good or even better.

[caldito312]

🌈 Always show your true colors! 🌈 #Pride #OutAndLoud #Rainbow #Baby (en Baby)

[westcoastinfluenced]

I hope you all can giggle at this bit of transgender humor and not get too offended... maybe it's true 😉 I also hope you like it. find it and more @redbubble https://www.redbubble.com/people/Lad4ms/shop?asc=u #redbubble #pridemonth #prideflag #transgender #transgenderpride #transgenderhumor #humor #dickjokes #penisjokes #outandproud #outandloud #loudandproud

[sonatarctica-chile]

Aaahhhhhh!!!!. (Caption this pic). Sonata Arctica at Out & Loud Festival. Credits to: @Metal.werner Check his pics, they Rock! #sonataarctica #outandloud #sonataarcticachile #tonykakko #metalheads #hellyeah.

[ceramicsandtheory]

It has taken me some time to process this and still more time to respond. The day of the shooting I went to the studio to glaze cups. I always question if making art and working in the arts is the right response and I'm constantly inspired by friends who have gone either to the front lines to fight for environmental justice, or to law school to fight in the courts, or whose primary lens is through trans rights or indigenous rights, etc. But my task at hand was to go to the studio and finish the pieces of culture that I was making and putting into the world and I was thankful to be making things that resonate with my experience in the world. And today I'm unloading these pieces that I am never certain will survive. They're fragile and I really had to bolster them to ensure their success in this trial by fire. But last night, thinking of this unloading and my fury at the House of Representatives and that smug fuck Paul Ryan, I remembered that these fragile darlings are cradled by pillars. Steadfast landmarks. Sentinels. With whom they are forged and become remarkably durable. Not indestructible. But self-aware. They can take their licks. I don't keep this metaphorical pottery stuff at the front of my mind all the time. But these tales of transformation are what makes the arts important, and makes the act of making and sharing and telling stories within and between communities a vital endeavor. I feel fortunate and also sheepish that I'm not so tied to cable news or social media that I am inundated with the horrific islamophobia and homophobia that is being drummed up everywhere ad nauseum. But it also makes me slow to respond in a thoughtful and productive way; I tend to stay in my own head where I just feel so cynical that the country is going to hell and people are morons and of course we should expect another shooting in a climate/culture where Trump rules the media cycle anyway. But I am thankful to have this firing done and the concentration now to find meaningful ways to contribute productively, politically and connect with friends and family and chosen family. #Orlando #outandloud #pulse #thefirstpridewasariot