Fine Art

"Van Gogh's Symphony "
The village of Saint-Rémy slept beneath a velvet sky, wrapped in the hush of midnight. Stars swirled overhead like ancient spirits dancing in silence, and the cypress trees stood like quiet sentinels, their spires piercing the night. In a small room of the Saint-Paul-de-Mausole asylum, a man sat at his window, unmoving, eyes fixed on the heavens.
By M Khan 9 months ago in Art
A 200,000 Taka iPhone costs only 12,000 Taka to produce – says China. . AI-Generated.
A 200,000 Taka iPhone costs only 12,000 Taka to produce – says China. The U.S. seemingly dug a hole for its rival but ended up falling into it themselves. China has begun to expose the hidden secrets behind the luxury world, turning the tables on America’s most prestigious brands. You might be shocked to hear this – that luxury handbag you use, sold for 3 million Taka, may have only cost 21,000 Taka to make. The iPhone you bought for 150,000 Taka? It cost only 12,000 Taka to produce. Essentially, what’s happening is that these brands are placing a logo on the product and charging 10 times (or even more) the actual cost. Recently, China has started revealing the true production costs of various American luxury products – and they have this access because most of the factories are located in China.
By Univarsal Article9 months ago in Art
When love strikes
It was a typical Wednesday morning for Emily, rushing to grab a coffee before her classes. As she dashed into the bustling café, she accidentally bumped into a stranger, spilling coffee all over his crisp white shirt.
By Johnson Faith 9 months ago in Art
🌸🌸 20 Free Spring Coloring Pages That’ll Make You Feel Fresh, Happy & Creative 2🌸🌸
Spring has a way of making everything feel possible again. After months of gray skies and cold winds, the world bursts back into color — cherry blossoms bloom, birds return with their songs, and fresh grass peeks through the soil. It’s like nature takes a deep breath and says, “Let’s begin again.”
By The Waiting Tree9 months ago in Art
Hussain Ghazal Narga Sawia Lyrics
More schools for the deaf were founded after ASD, and knowledge of ASL spread to those schools. In addition, the rise of Deaf community organizations bolstered the continued use of ASL. Societies such as the National Association of the Deaf and the National Fraternal Society of the Deaf held national conventions that attracted signers from across the country. All of that contributed to ASL's wide use over a large geographical area, atypical of a sign language.
By John Adam9 months ago in Art
Where Is the Foreign Income of Bangladeshi Freelancers Going?
Where Is the Foreign Income of Bangladeshi Freelancers Going? Freelancing has become a booming career path in Bangladesh, especially among the youth. With the rise of global digital platforms like Upwork, Fiverr, Freelancer.com, and Toptal, thousands of skilled individuals from Bangladesh are earning money by offering services such as graphic design, programming, content writing, digital marketing, and more. According to the Oxford Internet Institute, Bangladesh is one of the top freelancing countries globally. But a serious question arises: where is all this foreign income going?
By Tishan9 months ago in Art
“The scar has a star in it, and it belongs to me.”
The Night Star of the Scar A Poem in Micro-Prose The first time I touched silence, it bled. This was the silence that resides within a person when the world has unraveled every thread and left only the ache of empty fabric—not the soft hush of snowfall or the stillness of a room. On a beach where the sky hadn't brought any stars, I ran into it. As if trying to recall a song it once sang to the moon, the sea kept exhaling. And while I was there, barefoot, I seasoned each memory. They assert that the body heals. But the spirit? Poetry is written by the soul in scar tissue. My left scar was small and just below my ribs. By the time I realized that love doesn't always stay—and sometimes it isn't meant to—it wasn't carved by a sword or a battle. That was the never-scabbed cut. That was the home of my silence. However, silence does not necessarily imply absence. It's sometimes the beginning of something sacred. Nearby, a bird landed—not just any bird, but a raven—slender and shrewd like the kind you think only exists in your imagination. It looked at me like it knew everything I hadn't said about my betrayal. "Are you still awaiting a call?" It seemed to inquire. I whispered, "No." "I'm waiting for something that could be worth becoming." Once did the raven blink. "Then you're getting close," A single feather was all that remained of it as it vanished into the pitch-black wind. As if it were a thought I didn't want to forget, I tucked it behind my ear. Nights went by. Perhaps years. When you stop begging it for answers, time folds strangely. I wandered through rust-colored and prayer-filled cities. People I met had oceans in their wounds and galaxies in their eyes. I discovered that joy—joy can be rebellion—and grief—can become art. I met a woman in the middle of nowhere who carried a compass without a needle. She stated to me, "Direction is a lie." "All roads lead inward if you're brave enough." So I entered. I walked through the cathedral of my own ribs, past memories that pulsed like reversed constellations and old laughter. Then I discovered it. The middle the actual silence Not the injury. The absence, not. However, there is still a dim flame burning beneath everything. It did not yell. It failed to shine. It was just that. like holding a note too long. like a name you can't remember when you say it, but you know in your bones. I felt it as I placed my hand over my heart: a wound that has a star inside. That was the turning point in my life. Many people have the misconception that becoming real entails accumulating scars, enduring hardships, or ultimately finding love. But it isn't. It is the moment when you still decide to stay because you see yourself fully—raw, luminous, and without shame. Under a star-filled sky that night, I carved the truth into my breath: "I own the scar, which has a star in it." It didn't come from a book. It wasn't said by anyone else first. Since the day it learned that beauty is the birthplace of pain, not the opposite, my soul had been carving this phrase into my skin. Therefore, should you ever forget who you are... If the world shuts you down, cracks you open, and makes you feel empty... Head for the water. Go all the way to the sky's edge. Let the tide wash away your expectations. And keep in mind: "I own the scar, which has a star in it." It should burn. Be guided by it. Allow it to infuse your spirit with everything you've built up over time.
By Putul9 months ago in Art
face lift: Digital and Machine Artists. Top Story - May 2025.
Last week, we focused on outsider artists and creators whose work actively resists the mainstream. From fabric artists reclaiming undervalued mediums to visionaries like Henry Darger and Aloïse Corbaz, we explored how deeply personal, often hidden work can stand in radical opposition to capitalist, algorithm-driven aesthetics. If anything lives far from the reach of artificial intelligence, it's the tactile intimacy of embroidery or the obsessive, unmarketed sprawl of outsider art.
By River and Celia in Underland 9 months ago in Art
The Magic Crayons and the Colorless Kingdom
Once upon a time, in a faraway land, there was a kingdom where everything was gray. The trees, the sky, the flowers—even the people's clothes were all different shades of gray. This place was called the Colorless Kingdom.
By Kamal Mangui9 months ago in Art
Unlock Limitless Creativity: Top AI Image Generators That Are Truly Free
In the rapidly evolving landscape of artificial intelligence, AI image generation stands out as a truly revolutionary tool for creators. The ability to translate thoughts and ideas into unique visuals with just a text prompt has opened up exciting new possibilities for artists, writers, designers, and hobbyists alike. While many powerful AI image generators operate on subscription models or limited free credits, the search for truly accessible, completely free options remains a priority for many.
By AI Lens9 months ago in Art
Jain Paneer Samosa
Jain Paneer Samosa Ingredients 45 minutes 4 300 grams grated paneer 200 grams grated cheese 2 teaspoons pepper powder
By KETAN J HARANIYA9 months ago in Art
The Sky Remembers Everything
A Boy Who Watched the Clouds In a quiet town surrounded by hills and open skies, lived a 13-year-old boy named Aiden Vale. He didn’t have many friends, but he loved the sky. Every day, he would lie on the grass, arms behind his head, and watch the clouds drift by.
By Muhammad Hayat9 months ago in Art