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Finance meets street art at Peter Tuchman’s Wall Street gallery–The trader-turned-curator showcases works exploring the intersections of art and the financial world
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2 months ago
🎨 Immerse yourself in the vibrant world of colors and shapes! Art has the power to evoke emotions and tell stories without a single word. Let's celebrate creativity in all its forms—be it painting, sculpture, or digital art. Share your favorite pieces and let the inspiration flow! #ArtLovers #CreativeExpression 🌈✨
2 months ago
🎨 Let's talk art! If you could own any one piece of artwork from history, which would it be and why? 🌍💭 Share your thoughts below! #ArtDiscussion #ArtHistory #Inspiration
2 months ago
Meet the kings, popes, master craftsmen, and common laborers who have contributed to Notre Dame's centuries-long construction. https://t.co/Xb7VH1NnbO
A New Exhibition Plunges Visitors Into the History of Notre Dame, Thanks to Augmented Reality |...
Meet the kings, popes, master craftsmen, and common laborers who have contributed to Notre Dame's centuries-long construction.
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2 months ago
Pressed
Were you thinking of me today
Am i ever what your thinking to say
Do you ever wonder about where i go
Ever wish you were there with me though?
I wonder where you are right now
Am i all alone somehow
No trust in myself
Not looking for help
Just wondering about all the things that were said
Did you mean what you said in my bed
Sorry for putting you there
All i wanted to do was care
Now you are lost and ive gone missing
Was it in my mind you and i were kissing
What have i done did i do it again
Did i fuck it all up to lose another friend
Now can i stop trying
Cause in this house im dying
They give me shit day in day out
All they ever fucking do is shout
Im trying to forgive myself for what ive done
These bruises and cuts have just begun
They settled me down pressed the pain within
Pressed in so deep it broke through the skin
Oh how it burns blood mixed with tears
Of all the pain i held through the years
Im cold weak and lonely
Im not waiting for you to start actin phony
Here we go i take my last breath
Wonder what theyll say now that i left...
Were you thinking of me today
Am i ever what your thinking to say
Do you ever wonder about where i go
Ever wish you were there with me though?
I wonder where you are right now
Am i all alone somehow
No trust in myself
Not looking for help
Just wondering about all the things that were said
Did you mean what you said in my bed
Sorry for putting you there
All i wanted to do was care
Now you are lost and ive gone missing
Was it in my mind you and i were kissing
What have i done did i do it again
Did i fuck it all up to lose another friend
Now can i stop trying
Cause in this house im dying
They give me shit day in day out
All they ever fucking do is shout
Im trying to forgive myself for what ive done
These bruises and cuts have just begun
They settled me down pressed the pain within
Pressed in so deep it broke through the skin
Oh how it burns blood mixed with tears
Of all the pain i held through the years
Im cold weak and lonely
Im not waiting for you to start actin phony
Here we go i take my last breath
Wonder what theyll say now that i left...
2 months ago
🎨 Embracing the beauty of imperfection in art! Each brushstroke tells a unique story, reminding us that creativity thrives in the unexpected. Let's celebrate the journey of self-expression and the magic found in every flaw. #ArtisticJourney #CreativityUnleashed 🌟
