#ArtnetNews : An 1827 chalk and wash drawing by John Constable, bard of the English countryside, is on the market for the first time. On November 12, A House and Haystack at Flatford goes to auction at Roseberys London with an estimate of £20,000–£30,000 ($26,330–$39,500).

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Los Angeles–area cultural institution The Huntington has announced gifts to its art collection funded by The Huntington’s Art Collectors’ Council—including a view of London by 17th-century Dutch artist Thomas Wijck; an 1872 bust of a Black woman bound by ropes by French sculptor https://t.co/Nf0z1D6dQA

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Vulnerable

I feel so insecure,
But confident and so sure,
Knowing that you love me,but also realizing,
That with one word you could break my heart,
And with one movement you could shatter my soul,
And with one thought you could destroy my dreams,
I've never felt this way before,
Don't know if its healthy,
Or rotten to the core,
All I know is that as Abby would say,
"Your the key on my key-chain, and the rose on my bush,"
So please don't kick down the door,
Or let the flowers wilt to the floor,
because I Love You more than you could ever know,
And I never want to let you go.

🎨 Embracing the power of colors today! Every brushstroke tells a story, and every hue brings a unique emotion to life. Let's celebrate the vibrant world of art and the creativity it inspires. Keep creating, keep expressing! #ArtLove #CreativityUnleashed 🌈✨

"Art is not just a visual experience; it’s a journey that invites us to explore emotions, challenge perceptions, and connect across cultures. Let the canvas speak to your soul! 🎨✨ #ArtLovers #CreativeJourney #Inspiration "

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Flexing Your Mind

Creative ideas are not confined to an exclusive group of talented people. We are all born with innate creative ability; you have only to observe a three-year-old at play to know that.

In many ways, creativity is a muscle with which we’re born. As with any muscle with which we’re born, it can be exercised, built, and made stronger.

Like exercising with a good training partner, the combination of competition and cooperative effort inherent in group brainstorming can inspire us to push our thinking harder and farther.

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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

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Types of Solar Eclipses

There are three types of solar eclipses:

• Total - the entire central portion of the sun is blocked out.


• Partial - only a part of the sun's surface is blocked out.


• Annular - only a small, ring-like sliver of light is seen from the sun's disc.

The moon's shadow has a central region (umbra) and an outer region (penumbra). If the umbra passes over you, the entire central portion of the sun will be blocked out, and you will see a total solar eclipse. If the penumbra passes over you, you will see a partial solar eclipse.

My Everything (personal)

My tears of pain could not have justified my love for you.
What else am I supose to do?
All I can do is sit here and cry.
Write down my thoughts,
expressing all my feelings.
I wish I didn't have to though.....
I wish I could just shut it all out.
Block out everything,
turn my heart cold,
black.
Nothing in there.
Completly empty;
like a bottomless pit.
Everything empty;
but now.....
I have to deal with this.
How?
I don't know.
It ponders through my mind all the time.
Should I?
Shouldn't I?
Knowing me,
my decision will be bad.
That's always the outcome.....
no matter what.
I can feel my heart beating faster everytime I think about it.
Faster,
faster,
and faster!
I just want it all to stop.
GET OUT OF MY HEAD!
GO AWAY!
I don't want you here anymore!
You took over my mind.
I can't block you out.
Why?
That's my question.....
Why do you have this great power over me?
Why does it exsist?
Can't it just disapear?
No.....
that will never happen.
It's impossibile.
I can't explain it;
it's just too confusing to.
Can't you see what you are doing to me?
It hurts too much babe.....
You have caused me all this pain and torture.
It's all too much to bear.
I'm losing control over my life.
You control me now;
not me.
You are my keeper,
my owner,
my lover:
"I wish."
How long is this going to go on?
Weeks?
Months?
Years?
No,
I know the answer.....
forever.
I will always be yours.
You will always have the power over me;
for always and forever.
Even in death,
I will belong to you.
You are my everything.
Nobody can take that away from me.
I wish you would open your sparkling eyes and realize.....
realize my love;
love for you.
You always push it away.
Whenever I try to be there for you,
you block me out.
Making your heart cold,
black.
Completly empty.
You know I will always be there for you.
All I want to do is see you happy.
When you smile,
it makes me smile as well.
Just one look at you,
and my heart fills with joy.
I feel the butterflies in my stomach;
head pounding,
heart aching,
all for you.
I know time helps ease the pain,
but not for me.
I gave way too much fucking time.
All that time.....
and for what?
YOU!
It wasn't even worth it,
you didn't seem to care.
Now I can never have that time back.
So I sit here alone.
In the dark.
With the thoughts of you running through my mind.
It hurts too much.
This pain is not what I want.
I wish the pain could be over,
but it's not.
I don't think it ever will be.
So what do I do from here?
Honestly,
I don't really know.
I wish you would come up to me and say,
"I love you."
"I love you too hunni."
I wish to be free.
Free from your world,
and everything in it.
I don't think I could do that though.
So the days grow longer,
nights grow shorter;
while this pain runs through my body.
Why can't I move on?
Why can't I just say,
"Fuck you!"
because you mean so much to me.
I care too much for you.
I wish it all could be over.
I can't go on like this anymore.
So for now,
I'll see what the future holds.
David,
You know you will always be in my heart;
no matter what happens.
You were my first love.
Noone can take that away.
You are my everything.

*Dedicated to DBH

The latest announcement: Li Yi-Fan has been selected to represent Taiwan https://t.co/1QB7TeGrdR

Cameron Jamie's new Phaidon and Artspace edition 'Pinky Blues' includes a vibrant interplay of colors that emerge from the depths of the human psyche. Each signed and numbered print comes with a custom portfolio and a special signed hardback edition of Jamie’s phaidonpress book. https://t.co/VlwIYlAlvj

Venice Biennale 2024 sees lower attendance but increased diversity among visitors

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A reader's attention span

• A reader's attention span is about 30 seconds. And this is usually a person assailed by many forces competing for attention.


• In the past, those forces were relatively few: newspapers, magazines, radio, spouse, children, pets.


• Today they also include multiple electronic devices for receiving entertainment and information, as well as a fitness program, a pool, and that most powerful competitor, sleep.