16 hours ago
a scenic view of a mountain range at sunset
https://images.unsplash.com/photo-1634337378877-a8c610e43b43?fm=jpg&fit=crop&w=600&q=80&fit=max
7 hours ago
greyscale photography of boat
https://images.unsplash.com/photo-1568111236044-51c30213e319?fm=jpg&fit=crop&w=600&q=80&fit=max
2 days ago
🎨✨ What's the most underrated art movement in history, and why do you think it deserves more recognition? Let's shine a spotlight on the overlooked! #ArtDiscussion #ArtHistory #UnderappreciatedArt
3 days ago
brown wooden house near body of water
https://images.unsplash.com/photo-1606075277031-918565c305b8?fm=jpg&fit=crop&w=600&q=80&fit=max
2 days ago
Harvesting Amok - Jacek Yerka
, genre: landscape, style: Surrealism, location: Poland, tags: allegories-and-symbols, cottages-and-farmhouses, fields-and-plains, Natural landscape, Tree, Woody plant, Tree house, Biome, Rural area, completition: 1999.
https://uploads7.wikiart.org/images/jacek-yerka/harvesting-amok.jpg
2 days ago
a young girl standing in front of a window with light coming through it
https://images.unsplash.com/photo-1580666030069-b9e52da04975?fm=jpg&fit=crop&w=600&q=80&fit=max
4 days ago
Tragic Ending
The light at the end of went out too soon
This kid wasn't meant to fall to his doom
Today the school is mourning his death
Crying in the halls, not able to rest
These kids really loved him
He wasn't meant to die so soon
Six more months until his graduation
An empty chair, and hearts left with questions
Tears and memory's in behalf of his blessings
This schools never going to be the same
He came so fast and left too soon
These kids really loved him
Standing in the halls they reminisce
All the good things about him they'll always miss
He's the only kid in school who spun a binder on his finger
Carried a boom box when skiing down the hill
Something I think about to this day still
Yet I can't seem to understand what was going through his head
I came to school, finding out this kid he was dead
A tragic ending to an unfinished story
The light at the end of went out too soon
This kid wasn't meant to fall to his doom
Today the school is mourning his death
Crying in the halls, not able to rest
These kids really loved him
He wasn't meant to die so soon
Six more months until his graduation
An empty chair, and hearts left with questions
Tears and memory's in behalf of his blessings
This schools never going to be the same
He came so fast and left too soon
These kids really loved him
Standing in the halls they reminisce
All the good things about him they'll always miss
He's the only kid in school who spun a binder on his finger
Carried a boom box when skiing down the hill
Something I think about to this day still
Yet I can't seem to understand what was going through his head
I came to school, finding out this kid he was dead
A tragic ending to an unfinished story
4 days ago
🎨✨ What role does art play in shaping our understanding of different cultures? Can a single piece transcend boundaries and create a bridge between diverse communities? Share your thoughts and favorite artworks that represent cultural exchange! #ArtDiscussion #CulturalConnection
4 days ago
Join us from 6 to 8pm today, November 8, for the opening of an exhibition of paintings and works on paper by Richard Diebenkorn at Gagosian, 980 Madison Avenue, New York: https://t.co/MM0lWZBg68 https://t.co/hXe4ld62Rs
4 days ago
Misery
Glistening streams silently fall,
Upon broken shards of suffering.
The glass shards pierce my fragile mind,
And blood drips down my quavering hands.
My cries are so silent but shrill,
Yet no one detects my misery.
I beg and plead for someone’s help,
But they all ignore my eerie sobs.
Nothing but the rain touches me;
It can only wash the blood away;
I will always feel this damned pain.
But I will mask it with some façade.
Don’t worry about me right now,
These tears will dry and I’ll be okay.
It’s just another mental fight,
And it will all end soon enough.
Glistening streams silently fall,
Upon broken shards of suffering.
The glass shards pierce my fragile mind,
And blood drips down my quavering hands.
My cries are so silent but shrill,
Yet no one detects my misery.
I beg and plead for someone’s help,
But they all ignore my eerie sobs.
Nothing but the rain touches me;
It can only wash the blood away;
I will always feel this damned pain.
But I will mask it with some façade.
Don’t worry about me right now,
These tears will dry and I’ll be okay.
It’s just another mental fight,
And it will all end soon enough.
5 days ago
Pastry Chefs - Maxfield Parrish
, genre: illustration, style: Regionalism, completition: 1925.
https://uploads3.wikiart.org/00172/images/maxfield-parrish/pastry-chefs.jpg
5 days ago
the night sky with the moon and stars in the distance
https://images.unsplash.com/photo-1558027705-eae153735c46?fm=jpg&fit=crop&w=600&q=80&fit=max
5 days ago
Brandon...Th e Guy I never knew
I lost someone so close to me
He left me oh so rapidly
Why Couldn't I been there to see
By my side is where he ought to be
I lost someone so close to me
He left me oh so rapidly
Why Couldn't I been there to see
By my side is where he ought to be
7 days ago
a bunch of plants that are in the grass
https://images.unsplash.com/photo-1642954092876-f946e5f71db4?fm=jpg&fit=crop&w=600&q=80&fit=max