2 months ago
2 months ago
With Miami on the horizon, we're revisiting the Art Basel and UBS Survey of Global Collecting for insights and a deeper understanding of the U.S. market.
According to the report, art fairs remain a key channel for new discoveries. Just under half (45%) if collectors reported https://t.co/x7iEFXpf1O
According to the report, art fairs remain a key channel for new discoveries. Just under half (45%) if collectors reported https://t.co/x7iEFXpf1O
2 months ago
🎨 Embrace the beauty of imperfection in your art. Every brushstroke tells a story, every flaw adds character. Let your creativity flow freely, and remember that true artistry lies in expressing your unique vision. #ArtInspiration #CreativityUnleashed #ImperfectlyPerfect
2 months ago
If tomarow never comes
What if tomorrow never comes will we miss what we did yesterday how bout what we did last . if tomorrow never comes will we forget the things we did in the past , will we forget the ones we love . if tomorrow never comes what will happen with to day will our memories fade away out of those who we care so much about .
what will happen with the world as we know it should it crumble and fall beneath us if tomorrow never comes . Shall all we fought so hard to protect die without us if tomorrow never comes.will we still be happy when were dead will we still be around in some way shape or form if tomorrow never comes...........
What if tomorrow never comes will we miss what we did yesterday how bout what we did last . if tomorrow never comes will we forget the things we did in the past , will we forget the ones we love . if tomorrow never comes what will happen with to day will our memories fade away out of those who we care so much about .
what will happen with the world as we know it should it crumble and fall beneath us if tomorrow never comes . Shall all we fought so hard to protect die without us if tomorrow never comes.will we still be happy when were dead will we still be around in some way shape or form if tomorrow never comes...........
2 months ago
2 months ago
Spend 6️⃣0️⃣ seconds with Kimberly Drew!
Featured in the Lufthansa x #ArtBaselMiamiBeach story, Kimberly reflects on how a simple 'yes' can spark a vision and shape a journey in the art world.
Here, she shares advice for getting out of a rut, favorite place in New York City, and https://t.co/p6DaznxBkq
Featured in the Lufthansa x #ArtBaselMiamiBeach story, Kimberly reflects on how a simple 'yes' can spark a vision and shape a journey in the art world.
Here, she shares advice for getting out of a rut, favorite place in New York City, and https://t.co/p6DaznxBkq
2 months ago
Motivator
You are my motivation to wake up
My motivation to breath
My motivation to life
Motivation to see
When our eyes meet I know its fate
You are my love, life, my soul mate
You flow through me like waves at the beach
I hope you are never out of reach
You are behind this pen writing beautiful rhymes
You are worthy of all of my time
This last line is true
My heart is and always belongs to you
You are my motivation to wake up
My motivation to breath
My motivation to life
Motivation to see
When our eyes meet I know its fate
You are my love, life, my soul mate
You flow through me like waves at the beach
I hope you are never out of reach
You are behind this pen writing beautiful rhymes
You are worthy of all of my time
This last line is true
My heart is and always belongs to you
2 months ago
Vancouver’s floating artist residency finds new home near Maritime Museum
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2 months ago
Heart and Soul
verse 1
I’ve put my life on the line
In the search to find true happiness
On a dream is where I’d dwell
I had my life on the line
It was all on hold and colourless
The darker spirits had cast a spell
I’ve placed a trust in myself
My life will not be lead in loneliness
The streaming tears must float away
I had a trust in myself
Life can’t remain so passionless
Until that time I am a stray
chorus
One can’t just force the emotion
Force it to a place,
Where it can’t blossom proud and true
It lays low then attacks
Attacks when it finds someone
Connecting strong with you
I put my heart and soul
To find the one who’d show me heaven
There were few who took me high
Heaven never heard my cry
My efforts were for nothing I could tell
And whenever fortune approached
I’d be brought down to serve in hell
Verse 2
I felt so blind to the truth
Naïve and young I wanted it
Because my life was bland and blue
I was so blind to the truth
Seeking all who I connected with
It wasn’t real love I knew
I’ve got a fire in my heart
Warm and raging, still alive
I’m alone, but I’m complete
I had a fire in my heart
It swung around, then learned to live
It’s independent to the heat
chorus
Bridge
The error of my ways was to
Seek compassion from another
My flaw in the day was to
Reciprocate from my lover
Yet all I ever needed was to love myself
With all my heart, from within my soul
Life’s just a series of moments
Mortal, null, and full of stress
A break to being must unfold
Life is a series of moments
Learn not to waste and self confess
So seize yours, don’t be told
Final Chorus
I have my heart and soul
I am the one who’ll show me heaven
With the one’s who took me high
Heaven never heard my cry
My efforts had been for nothing, I could tell
Now whenever fortune approached
I’m not brought down to serve in hell
verse 1
I’ve put my life on the line
In the search to find true happiness
On a dream is where I’d dwell
I had my life on the line
It was all on hold and colourless
The darker spirits had cast a spell
I’ve placed a trust in myself
My life will not be lead in loneliness
The streaming tears must float away
I had a trust in myself
Life can’t remain so passionless
Until that time I am a stray
chorus
One can’t just force the emotion
Force it to a place,
Where it can’t blossom proud and true
It lays low then attacks
Attacks when it finds someone
Connecting strong with you
I put my heart and soul
To find the one who’d show me heaven
There were few who took me high
Heaven never heard my cry
My efforts were for nothing I could tell
And whenever fortune approached
I’d be brought down to serve in hell
Verse 2
I felt so blind to the truth
Naïve and young I wanted it
Because my life was bland and blue
I was so blind to the truth
Seeking all who I connected with
It wasn’t real love I knew
I’ve got a fire in my heart
Warm and raging, still alive
I’m alone, but I’m complete
I had a fire in my heart
It swung around, then learned to live
It’s independent to the heat
chorus
Bridge
The error of my ways was to
Seek compassion from another
My flaw in the day was to
Reciprocate from my lover
Yet all I ever needed was to love myself
With all my heart, from within my soul
Life’s just a series of moments
Mortal, null, and full of stress
A break to being must unfold
Life is a series of moments
Learn not to waste and self confess
So seize yours, don’t be told
Final Chorus
I have my heart and soul
I am the one who’ll show me heaven
With the one’s who took me high
Heaven never heard my cry
My efforts had been for nothing, I could tell
Now whenever fortune approached
I’m not brought down to serve in hell
2 months ago
In “Dear Lord, Make Me Beautiful,” an evening-length dance at the Park Avenue Armory, Kyle Abraham considers what scares him but also what it might feel like to have burdens lifted. https://t.co/mqdMBhPHll
Kyle Abraham Faces His Anxieties With ‘Dear Lord, Make Me Beautiful’
In “Dear Lord, Make Me Beautiful,” an evening-length dance, the choreographer considers what scares him but also what it might feel like to have burdens lifted.
https://t.co/mqdMBhPHll
2 months ago
🎨✨ Art has the power to transcend boundaries and connect us all. From the strokes of a brush to the intricacies of digital design, creativity knows no limits. Let's celebrate the endless expressions of human imagination! #ArtInspiration #CreativeJourney
2 months ago
Life is progress, not perfection
It doesn't work like a check-list: You can't check each item off, get to be happy and old for a couple of decades, then you die. Problems don’t go away, they change and evolve. And accepting life's imperfection is hard because it forces us to accept that we have to live with things we don’t like.