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My interaction with art

The principles of true art is not to portray, but to evoke

It didn’t start with Picasso or with Mf Husain, it started with the green crayon that I had already rubbed In my ball’s face ,it started with the first grant for buying a pack of colours with just the face of House on it.  Who would know 17 years down the lane, those colours had turned the bricks upside down.

Well, I didn’t know that I would be painting the world all new, which will have me and certain fragments of happiness because it’s too harsh to imagine everything perfect, colours have the power to create chaos.

My interaction with art

Every artist was first an amateur

The mediums changed with passion, the visions have become definite, Just the innocence is cursed with black. I painted to relieve, to rant, to rest, to rise well, enough of too R’s  but the respite was still far away.

They say yellow is the colour of the merrier, well gold was in which gods were colored . It just said that red is welcomed when worn but outrageous when it bleeds, be it by choice or not.

Creativity takes courage

My puberty hit me hard with scars of various sheds, But I manage to retain the pink blush. Just when the tampons of blue package got expensive, the tears decided to wage a war for the bloodshed which never stops.

I have the audacity to make peace with white, but this time the brown in me doesn’t like it. Thus here I still stand with a brush in my hand and anticipation in heart for choosing the grays which will be coming later.

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Source :art.com

Sometimes, being different feels a lot like being alone. But with that being said, being true to that and being true to my standards and my way of doing things in my art and my music, everything that has made me feel very different… in the end, it has made me the happiest.

— Lindsey Stirling