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Art History
16 hours ago
Landscape - Oleg Holosiy
Interesting Photos
2 days ago
artukdotorg
2 days ago
🎨 Exploring the world of abstract art can unlock new dimensions of creativity! Each brush stroke is an expression of emotion and thought, inviting us to experience art beyond the surface. Let your imagination wander and discover the beauty in chaos! #AbstractArt #CreativityUnleashed
Art History
3 days ago
In the Name of God - Esmaeil Rezaei
Ashley Boeckle
3 days ago
"Art has an incredible power to transcend boundaries and connect us all. Whether it's a brushstroke on canvas or a digital creation, each piece tells a unique story. Let's celebrate the beauty of expression today! 🎨✨ #Art #Creativity #Inspiration "
poetry
3 days ago
Why am I still waiting?

I sit on my bed staring at the clock,
Where are you?
It then strikes half past two,
when will you call?
three o'clock and you still haven't called,
Why am I still waiting?
I've sat here since one pm or earlier,
I'm sick of these games you play.
Tampering with my trust in you and making me feel not wanted,
I'm done with this.
But if I'm sick of all this then why do I stick around?
I love you.
You finally call at pm and I'm ready to let you go,
But I want to know where you were.
So where were you while I waited around for you?
You then say you just forgot.
I think about it all while I listen to Numb by Linkin Park
Which reminds me a little of us.
A month passes and I hear from you yet again,
You want my heart to belong to you once more.
Stupid me let's myself fall back in love with you
I know it won't last forever.
I now feel for someone other than you and it is not fair.
So I say goodbye once again.
A couple weeks later, all I think about is you,
Please let me try one more time.
That is all I ask,
Just one date.
Art Ideas
5 days ago
7 Emotion

More emotions are better than less.

Interesting Photos
7 days ago
Art Ideas
8 days ago
How To Build A Successful Business Without A Social Media Presence [Or Following]

Building a successful business is slowly becoming about who has a social media presence.


With the evergrowing adoption of social media, it's become a pillar for all businesses to have a social media presence, or else they don't stand a chance.


Although this seems unfortunate to many people who aren't fans of social platforms, there might be a way out.


In this article, we're discussing how to build a successful business without a social media presence or following.


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Art History
8 days ago
MrRat-butter - Beatrix Potter
Art Ideas
9 days ago
Experience #2 : Explore and Discover Mode
You can explore spontaneously through Instagram’s current native algorithm or discover intentionally through your own collection of saved Hashtags. You can also click individually on the Hashtags to see one at a time and then drag down to refresh to see all the active Hashtags together.
poetry
10 days ago
My darkest hour

I never imagined my darkest hour
to be this dark
I'm consumed in this hole
connecting my heart with my mind
combining the eyes of Horus
searching for the reason
my days are so drab
poetry
10 days ago
No One Knows

Nobody knows the pain
you feel...

Nobody knows the way
it hurts...

It leaves no scar
they can see...

Nobody knows how much
you wish it away...

And nobody know how
it just grows and grows...

And nobody knows what it is
that you know...

Cause nobody knows the pain
Inside.
poetry
11 days ago
Dedicated to You

I don't like to be sad
   too much joy
       life too short
But now there are so many reasons
   death
     tears
       love
Hidden behind my veil
 my veil of joy
   but the inside
     is an ocean
Emotions pooled
 began as a puddle
   and grew
     and grew and
       grew
Overflowing
 I wish for a drought
   no more rain
     drip...drop
But you...
 you see this ocean
   you swim in it
     Joy.
Lightening the burden
 drying up the ocean
   making me
     Happy.
So-Be Merry, it's Christmas ^_^
poetry
12 days ago
Hope in life

I had hope
I should of known it was lie
I knew it wouldn't last
I knew someone was lying to me
I knew it
why did I believe you
why did I believe her
I believed
cause I have dreams
I have hopes
but why have hope
hope is pointless
hope will only cause me to break more
so I give up hope
I will leave this hope of find loving
I will leave all hope behind
I will slowly die
for hope was all that I had in life
hope...
is a dream
ArtReview_
15 days ago
The ArtReview November 2025 issue is out now – featuring Manuela Solano; Saidiya Hartman, Duan Jianyu; discussions on and with AI; columns, reviews and more https://t.co/ugmClwXzl2 https://t.co/PT2EFTJjRC
poetry
12 months ago
Parting Ways (The Day The Music Died)

The last note still ringing in his ears, the night’s events still swirling around in his head, he walks out of the door into the warm evening air.  The entire atmosphere is one of joyous sadness.  Emotions course through the air, giving it some sort of charge.  The next morning shall be the last exchange of the drink of the fruit of passion, and yet the solemn first for him.  Later tomorrow he knows, they all know, that they must part ways.  They must all leave their oasis of comfort and security to dive again into the vast sea of reality, of conformity.  Yet still they cherish it, hold on to it.  Even in the last moments of such a magical night, they open their minds, their hearts, open their souls to each other and learn to love that which is there in what others have exposed.  The chants of “…MORE, MORE, MORE, MORE” truly resound in not only everyone’s thoughts but in their utmost desires.  

Late that night, lying in that same old bed for the last time, gazing up at the concrete ceiling.  Finally, his thoughts allowed to sit and slowly filter out.  Shock, insubordinate yet knowingly unjust anger.  A few muttered words from the other side of the room, a brief agreement of opinions. Then silence.  The hazy recollection of events over the past three weeks, the bittersweet insanity which so marked each and every day.  The mistakes made, the friendships formed, the battles lost and won.  And as all of this starts to settle down into a gentle murmur, he drifts off into sleep.

The next morning, torn from the warm embrace of his frail sheets, down to the circle, sips from the glass, toasts to a fallen comrade.  Soon enough the group all progressed to go through their daily routines one final time.  They returned to what they knew was the inevitable.

They were there, it was time to be rounded up and brought back to their respective lives.  Tears were shed, last goodbyes, every single one of them joined as one united being, as one entity separate from their single selves.  Each and every one of them will never leave the spot they were when they knew it was time they had to leave.  Those who knew they could never return let fall the rains of their misery.  Their true love for something so intangible yet so true and so real ripped apart their true selves and lovingly joined their true selves back together in an instant.

But, as inevitabilities go, by midday it was empty and silent.  Once could almost feel on the air all that had occurred there so few hours ago.  That evening, He finally lay in bed before sleep.  All were dispersed from that place they cherished so dear, back in the true world but thinking of naught but what they had left behind.

And all at once, without warning, from places near and far came the sound of 300 voices:  “This will be the day that I die…”
Julie Marquis
12 months ago
A pink shopfront made of silk architecture building
ArtReview_
12 months ago
From our networks: Introducing Access Bangkok Art Fair. Discover Bangkok’s first international art fair, where art meets the world in the heart of Asia. Explore works by leading artists from around the world, and don’t miss out on the excitement of Thailand’s very first art fair. https://t.co/DdtqCyITeX
Art Ideas
12 months ago
Purpose Of Memes

Like art, memes can show us the absurdity and funniness of our existence and human experiences. And how similar we often are in even the simplest components of our daily life. Higher art is not replaced and continues to hold a mystique and aesthetic beauty that memes, of course lack entirely. However, every meme is a little window into today's world. An expression of anger, frustration, confusion, sadness, hope, and humor that reflect what is happening in the internet world that exists around it.

Tate
12 months ago
Now open at Tate Modern! Electric Dreams: Art and Technology Before The Internet. 🤖 💽

Discover how artists imagined the future using machines and algorithms to create mesmerising and mind-bending art between the 1950s and the early 1990s, in one of Tate Modern’s most ambitious https://t.co/hY7JAp7oFT