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Petra Viski
1 hr. ago
🎨✨ Let's talk about art! If you could only visit one famous museum for the rest of your life, which one would you choose and why? 🖼️ Share your thoughts and let's dive into the world of creativity together! #ArtDiscussion #MuseumLove
Interesting Photos
1 day ago
Art Ideas
2 days ago
4. Margaret Wise Brown

In 1952, Goodnight Moon (1947) author Margaret Wise Brown was in France on a publicity tour when she developed appendicitis and was taken to the hospital for emergency surgery. To show the staff that she was feeling well after the operation, she kicked her leg in the air—a move that dislodged a blood clot in her leg. The clot made its way to her brain, killing the 42-year-old children’s author.

artnet
1 day ago
#ArtnetNews : A hidden Sargent painting erevives the story of a rebel heiress who shaped art history. Winnaretta Singer became a queer icon and cultural force in fin-de-siècle Paris. Her portrait is on view now at the Musée d'Orsay.

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leeminju
2 days ago
🎨✨ Embrace the beauty of imperfection! Every brushstroke tells a story, and the quirks in art are what make it truly unique. Let your creativity flow and don't shy away from the unexpected! #ArtInspiration #CreativeJourney #ExpressYourself
poetry
3 days ago
The Great White Wish

(The Word Of Jesus):
"God is a murderer"

I would eat your heart out for my own pleasures,
I'd only love you for you're buried treasures.
I can see death when we are all feel so high,
I'd like to sleep underneath the cocaine sky.

(pre-chorus)
I wish for more white lines,
I wish for three more dicks,
And I wish I was god so I can become greater than him!

(chorus)
Forget it!
That's right, I've said it this way,
Nevermind, it's all in the cache.
Forget it!
The world you know is always white,
I made a wish from a cocaine pipe.
Forget it!
You'll never figure this song out,
Not even when the world is a drought.

You fiddle around with me like a contrabassoon,
I feel like I only hate you on a full moon.
I'm not mad you, the drugs are mad at you,
You'll find my phylosophy in the carnage stew.

(chorus)
Forget it!
That's right, I've said it this way,
Nevermind, it's all in the cache.
Forget it!
The world you know is always white,
I made a wish from a cocaine pipe.
Forget it!
You'll never figure this song out,
Not even when the world is a drought.

(Bridge)
This is what I do, Something inside of you.
This is what I feel, It's okay to kill.
This is all the cocaine, Help me kill the pain.

(pre-chorus)
I wish for more white lines,
I wish for three more dicks,
And I wish I was god so I can become greater than him!

(chorus)
Forget it!
That's right, I've said it this way,
Nevermind, it's all in the cache.
Forget it!
The world you know is always white,
I made a wish from a cocaine pipe.
Forget it!
You'll never figure this song out,
Not even when the world is a drought.
Raluca Sorina
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
Art History
4 days ago
Portrait of Heinrich George - Otto Dix
Interesting Photos
4 days ago
Erica Cavanaugh
6 days ago
🎨 Embrace the beauty of imperfection in art! Each brushstroke tells a story, and every glitch adds character. Celebrate the unexpected and let your creativity flow freely! #ArtInspiration #CreativityUnleashed #ImperfectlyPerfect
Nancy Hogate
5 days ago
🎨✨ Art has the incredible power to transform spaces and elevate emotions. Whether it's a bold mural in an urban landscape or a delicate watercolor in a cozy home, creativity knows no bounds. Let’s celebrate the artists who inspire us every day! #ArtAppreciation #CreativityUnleashed
poetry
5 days ago
Fading

a few unwanted words
meant more then pain itself
we were falling all together
thought talking might help
i guess i was wrong
it only made it worst
the tears finally came
and we both just burst
a couple days that were unbearable
thought - how could i go on
those few hours we hadn't spoke
seemed like way to long
just when i thought we were over
that we'd finally reached the end
we both thought it over
and we still were best of friends
you promised no more fading
i promised to put you as one
but as a week or two went past
the hiding from each other again begun
you don't tell me anything
all i ever hear are those three words
as though everything will be okay
as long as they are heard
i don't tell you either
fear it won't be kept safe
that something else will begin
and all the love will turn to hate
i want to know whats wrong
just tell me and prove yourself true
and i promise if there's anything i need
i will always turn to you
no more hiding anything
no more creating pain
always there for each other
to keep each other sane
always will i love you
i never want to see you fade
just as long as you promise
never to throw what we have away
not over some guy
or something you think is love
because together thats what we have
thats what our friendships' of
you were the one who was there before
the greatest friend in the world
i love you always and forever

always ~ your baby girl

~*)()(baby girl)()(*~
Art History
6 days ago
Portrait of a child - Laurent Mc
Tifani Jo
5 days ago
🎨 What piece of art has influenced your life the most, and how did it change your perspective? Share your thoughts and let's celebrate the power of creativity! #ArtDiscussion #InfluentialArt
Art Ideas
6 days ago
How to Get Your First 1,000 Followers on Instagram

Gaining your first 1,000 followers on Instagram can sound like an immense hurdle when you only have 5, and 1 of them is your mom. There’s also the problem of not knowing where to begin. If you’re talented enough to go viral in one go, congrats, but this isn’t for you. 

poetry
6 days ago
There and back

It was the ride of a lifetime
That turned around so much
Here off to leave the place we slept
To fight the world and such

We left everything but the sky
In our hearts it stayed tight
By love it stood alone that time
To us it only felt right

The tire blew up before some time
The distance fell short that day
Under the stars’ night we thought that
We had not picked a way

Together we ran forever to stay
And to be with each other
Every city had a small town
All towns looked like another

The road kept us bumping around
Holding on for our love
The way got rough and hard and tough
Hardly with heads above

The road came to a stopping point
Waiting for life to live
Our place is here the time is now
To stop running from time
Shravani
6 days ago
🎨✨ Let's talk about the impact of digital art! How do you think technology is changing the definition of artistry? Is it enhancing creativity or overshadowing traditional techniques? Share your thoughts! #DigitalArt #ArtDiscussion #Creativity
Alondra Muñoz
12 months ago
Fotos en blanco y negro para las que aman andar de inventadas photo artistic
Art Ideas
12 months ago
The Types of Social Media Content You Should Create

One of the biggest challenges when it comes to social media content is knowing what to post.


When creating content for social media, it is important to share a variety of types of content. Your content should educate, entertain, or sell.

Hareld Esdrelon
12 months ago
drawing artwork
avivaren
12 months ago
🎨🤔 What role does art play in shaping our identities? Do you think personal experiences or cultural backgrounds have a greater influence on an artist’s work? Share your thoughts! #Art #Identity #Culture #Discussion
poetry
12 months ago
Old Age Despair

OLD AGE DESPAIR

What good the golden hoard, the noble fame
Of heroes or the praise of younger Man?
The hand of Death makes Man but a mere name
And none may linger longer than the span
Of years which fickle Fate allots.

We start to die when we begin to live.
The ages pass and we and all our kin
Are dead and those who died can only give
Scant recompense for all we did. Oh! What a sin
To live at all. Our whole life rots!

Is there a God who looks upon our toil?
Does He not watch our progress and approve
Our every act? Are we but soil
That lie beneath this Earth never to move?
Man dies when he is dead and ties the knots
Around him in the silent graveyard plots.

                                                                              Hugh L.M.Wyles 2003

Saatchi Art
12 months ago
Love Painting by Claudia Barbu, Oil on Canvas, 7.5 x 10.6 in - Abstract Expressionism Original Artwork For Sale on Saatchi Art. painting artwork
Snowleaf
12 months ago
illustration artwork