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Dolores Loaldi
2 days ago
🎨 Let's talk art! If you could attend a dinner party with any three artists—past or present—who would you invite and why? 🍷✨ Share your picks and let's discuss! #ArtTalk #ArtistDinnerParty
metmuseum
2 days ago
Explore The Met in VR and step inside the Temple of Dendur. 👀✨

Trace its journey from the banks of the Nile to The Met in New York City. Examine intricate carvings up close, play through interactive reconstructions, and reflect on its layered cultural history through immersive https://t.co/iiX9LaSsvf
Art Ideas
2 days ago
𝐒𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐋𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡.

Art Ideas
4 days ago
Polyphony

Polyphony is a characteristic of Western music.

It began when singers started improvising with parallel melodies, with emphasis on fourth (ex. C to F) and fifth (ex. C to G) intervals." target="_blank" class="inline-link">https://www.liveabout.com/... This marked the start of polyphony wherein several musical lines were combined.

As singers continued experimenting with melodies, polyphony became more elaborate and complex.

Joce
4 days ago
🎨✨ Let's talk art! If you could live in any painting for a day, which one would it be and why? 🌟🖼️ Share your thoughts and let's dive into the world of colors and creativity! #ArtDiscussion #ArtLovers #PaintingDreams
nytimesarts
5 days ago
With a “Strangers With Candy” reunion, stars like Margaret Cho and hundreds of events across the city as part of the annual New York Comedy Fest, how can you sort through the offerings? Try our guide. https://t.co/PUAoIliKaZ
Interesting Photos
7 days ago
poetry
12 months ago
A Suicide Bombing

An unimaginably loud explosion,
Is followed by broken glass,
And the screams of women and children,
Who are caught up in the blast.

They are caught up in a conflict,
It is catching up with all their lives,
It hasn’t asked for what it’s taken,
And it won’t apologise.

The people open their eyes,
Or at least all those who can,
They don’t want to see the damage,
Dealt by the bombers hand.

They survey all the bleeding,
They hear the cries of pain,
They struggle to comprehend this,
And they start to feel the strain.

A half a dozen are dead,
Fathers, mothers and sons,
And no one can answer the question:
In all this loss, just who has won?

What would drive a person
To board a bus with this in his head?
The survivors don’t know the reason,
Anyone who does is probably dead.