, genre: sculpture, style: Neo-Expressionism, gallery name: Walker Art Center, Minneapolis, MN, US, completition: 1985.
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How to create a diversion
I lost and was amazed
Of how you tricked my foolish heart.
Deceit and then betrayal
You kissed and left me, in the dark.
But did you know, precocious thief,
That truth may alter you
For the wisdom of choice
Goes far too deep
Than clever words untrue.
The quest you took, my dear defeat,
Will question in the end
How vain a soul must
Pain repeat
And on its bliss depend.
I laughed and walked among
Your precious lanes with fiery sparks,
But I felt it all along-
You’d kiss and leave me, in the dark.
, genre: portrait, style: Romanticism, Art Nouveau (Modern).
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Former Met guard Patrick Bringley reflects on one of his favorite work in the Museum: Pieter Bruegel the Elder’s "The Harvesters".
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The World, and That’s All - The Metropolitan Museum of Art
“During my ten years of working as a guard at The Met, no picture rewarded my attention as consistently.
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Out of these eight instruments, Bhaskara was fond of Phalak yantra, which he made with skill and efforts.
He argued that „ this yantra will be extremely useful to astronomers to calculate accurate time and understand many astronomical phenomena‟.
Interestingly, Bhaskara ii also talks about astronomical information by using an ordinary stick. One can use the stick and its shadow to find the time to fix geographical north, south, east, and west. One can find the latitude of a place by measuring the minimum length of the shadow on the equinoctial days or pointing the stick towards the North Pole
So I ran around in the dark (a mistake)
With blind eyes, and a blind mind (a choice)
I've ran out of words (a crime)
Let me end this now (so I can die)
I've broken down (ran out of time)
Ruined everything again (my life)
Why can't I go? Why can't I go?
CHORUS: Blistering fire tears my insides
To a crisp, I find myself go blind
Help me now, I need your kiss so bad
Look, now I've succumbed to be sad
Tear drops burn my wounds
I always figured I'd end up last, I'd lose
And this time I'll be smart
Won't be misled, won't be brought down
Walk my way over the snow covered hills
Find a life that suites me well
So long, we'll meet again sometime before hell
CHORUS x 2
REPEAT 1 with parentheses first
CHORUS x 1
