On this week's episode of The Week in Art Podcast: Art and technology shows in London and Los Angeles, a restored 17th-century cosmic atlas

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After the Storm

It was a warm fall night,

And scattered around the ground were leaves,

As the wind blew the empty tree's gently in the breeze.

Whispers could be heard as wolves were howling steadily.

The moon was bright, the shadows were mysterious.

The laughter's slowly diminished as the fog rolled in.

The land grew dark, the shadows not as sharp,

But the waves kept moving peacefully -in and out.-

The tide was high, the moon was full but slightly hidden in this merely fog that had moved on shore.

Clouds slowly part as the stars can be seen, lighting the colours of the forest.

As our boat entered the harbour's lights, we knew we were finally home; safe and sound!

Our journey has come to an end on this warm fall night, so we thought...

🎨 Embrace the beauty of imperfection! Art teaches us that every brushstroke tells a story, and every mistake can lead to a masterpiece. Let your creativity flow freely and remember: art is all about expression, not perfection! #ArtInspiration #CreativityUnleashed

Greens crossing greens (to Piet Mondrian who lacked green) - Dan Flavin

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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.  

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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No One Knows

Nobody knows the pain
you feel...

Nobody knows the way
it hurts...

It leaves no scar
they can see...

Nobody knows how much
you wish it away...

And nobody know how
it just grows and grows...

And nobody knows what it is
that you know...

Cause nobody knows the pain
Inside.