I don’t know where I’m going, but I promise it won’t be boring. —David Bowie
On this Throwback Thursday, I’ve got passion on my mind, because, well, passion is everything for the creative mind. We spend hours writing down thoughts, strumming chords, playing with colors — name it — in the name of passion.
Looking through archives, I came across the picture above. David Bowie, performing in sailor suit, 1978. Talk about a creative soul. Talk about passion. Talk about love for the arts.
In the school choir, Bowie was told his voice didn’t standout but his teachers did notice he had an artistic soul. At 15, he formed his first band. Success didn’t follow for a long time.
Never deterred, Bowie enrolled in dance classes and continued pursuing his passion for theater and music, which would eventually lead to his immense success.
In an interview, Bowie said success afforded him the privilege of focusing on his many passions: music, dance, painting, photography. Outside of that, fame only helped in getting a better table at a restaurant.
Art, he wrote, was seriously the only thing I’d ever wanted to own. It has always been for me a stable nourishment. I use it. It can change the way that I feel in the mornings. The same work can change me in different ways, depending on what I’m going through.
Reading about Bowie is reading about passion. About heart. About an insatiable curiosity that must be satisfied through the next layer of discovery, and the next, in ways we arrange words, colors, the pattern of chords.
Passion. It’s unending. Tormenting. Reassuring. Scary and spectacular.
Light yourself on fire with passion and people will come from miles to watch you burn. — John Wesley