Journey
Whispers of Love
In the heart of a bustling metropolis, two souls on separate paths find their worlds colliding in the most unexpected way. Meet Olivia Harper, a talented but introverted architect who finds solace in the intricate lines of her blueprints, and Benjamin Hayes, a charismatic and adventurous travel writer who thrives on capturing the essence of cities with his words.
By Διονύσης Μιχαηλίδης2 years ago in Art
Art Is Healing
Art is always included in the retreats I have participated in since retirement. Why? Art is healing and everyone needs some healing. I am not a watercolor artist or any other artist. This piece above was made with paint pencils, water, and a brush once the pencil outlined and added color.
By Denise E Lindquist2 years ago in Art
Math Can Be Art, But Why Can't Art Be Math?
"......when I look at a mathematical equation I see a piece of art in a way. Usually there are numbers and letters and various kinds of symbols arranged in a specific order just like a picture to decipher and understand."
By Everyday Junglist2 years ago in Art
Pearl Lam: A Relentless Champion Of Contemporary Artists
The petite Pearl Lam, instantly recognisable with her deep purple bob, chunky bangles and her impeccable outfits, has a commanding presence in any international art capital, whether it be New York, Basel or Melbourne. In sync with the unforgiving art-fair schedule, Pearl Lam tirelessly runs exhibitions across Busan, Singapore, Tokyo and London, all usually within the period of a year. All her exhibitions have been credited to be of museum-quality. Her exhibitions are also admired for their ability to “re-evaluate and challenge perceptions of cultural practice in Asia”, but while at the same time showcasing “a thoughtfully balanced roster of Chinese and international artists”, according to Ocula.
By Elsie Cheung2 years ago in Art
The Canvas of Dreams. Content Warning.
In the heart of a bustling city, amidst the constant ebb and flow of life, there was a small, unassuming art studio known only to a select few. Its owner, a reclusive artist named Evelyn, had gained a reputation for her uncanny ability to turn dreams into tangible works of art. Her studio, tucked away in a quiet alley, was named "The Canvas of Dreams."
By Rajesh kumar 2 years ago in Art
"Bandit of Your Imagination."
Once upon a moonlit night, in a small, forgotten village nestled deep within a dense forest, there lived a legendary figure known only as the Bandit of Imagination. This enigmatic character was both feared and revered by the villagers, for the bandit's actions were as unpredictable as the wind that rustled through the leaves.
By Hridoy Talukder2 years ago in Art
Firm
firm Milo looked down at the small drive sitting innocently in front of him. It was small, not much bigger than his hand, and it seemed so insignificant in the face of what they were trying to do. But it was also their only lead. The information it contained could potentiallychange the course of history, and he wasn't about to let anyone else get hurt because of it. He had no choice but to try and salvage whatever he could before they left. Hesitantly, he reached out for the device, tracing its smooth surface with the tips of his fingers. His gaze locked onto Ishani's as he willed her to trust him. If he failed, she would be alone when they faced Renner and company. She nodded distantly, urging him on with a simple touch on his arm. With a deep breath that felt like relief, Milo swallowed hard and initiated the decryption process.
By Agoom Frank2 years ago in Art
Sad winter
🌪️"In the depth of winter, I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer." - Albert Camus 🌪️ 2. "The winter solstice has always been special to me as a barren darkness that gives birth to a verdant future beyond imagination, a time of pain and withdrawal that produces something joyfully inconceivable, like a monarch butterfly masterfully extracting itself from the confines of its cocoon, bursting forth into unexpected glory." - Gary Zukav
By Liyara paker2 years ago in Art
The Forgotten Symphony
In the heart of a bustling city, there existed a forgotten corner where the echoes of life's symphony had grown faint. This corner was a place known as Harmony House, a once-vibrant music school that now stood in disrepair, a silent testament to the passage of time.
By Abolade Olumide2 years ago in Art
