Journey

The Day I Painted My Pain—And People Saw Themselves in It
The Canvas Was Empty—But I Was Full I didn’t intend to create anything that day. It started like most weekends: coffee, silence, and the soft shuffle of light through my living room blinds. The canvas leaned against the far wall, still wrapped in plastic, untouched for weeks. I had bought it in a moment of ambition, thinking I was ready to create again. But when you're carrying something heavy inside you, even the thought of starting can feel like a betrayal to your emotions.
By Muhammad Sabeel8 months ago in Art
Royal Trek: Where the Only Crown is Your Sunburn (By Michal Lenden)
Intro: "Royal Pain, Zero Gain" When my friend Dave pitched Nepal’s Royal Trek as “the walk Prince Charles did in the ’80s,” I imagined tea with royals and scenic strolls. Instead, I got blisters, a sunburn shaped like my hat, and a team of misfits:
By michal lenden8 months ago in Art
Revolutionizing Restroom Spaces: A Comprehensive Guide to Toilet Cubicles
In today's fast-paced commercial and corporate world, the importance of well-designed restroom spaces often goes unnoticed. However, modern businesses, institutions, and organizations understand that restrooms are no longer just a utility space but an extension of their infrastructure, design philosophy, and attention to detail. This is where toilet cubicle manufacturers play a vital role. They create solutions that combine aesthetics, functionality, and durability to meet evolving demands.
By Tanu Adhikari8 months ago in Art
The final portrait of Elira Grey
The estate of Elira Grey loomed like a specter at the cliff's precipice, its windows vacant as unblinking eyes, gazing out at the ocean. For years, no one had ventured through its iron gates, not since the heiress vanished mysteriously on the night before her last art exhibition. Speculation suggested she had lost her sanity, fixated on seizing a vision that only she perceived. Some murmured that her final artwork, which was never revealed to the public, had pushed her into madness. Jasper Crane, a young artist facing challenges, was skeptical about curses or haunted artworks. However, upon receiving a letter signed merely with the initials "E.G." which proposed a commission- "Complete what I started" - He found it impossible to decline. Intrigued, he ventured through the corroded gate and along the twisting path leading to the Grey estate. Within the interior, the residence was a vestige of the past: worn wallpaper, dusty chandeliers, and canvases shrouded in white fabric leaned against each wall. A fragrance of turpentine and rosewater permeated the atmosphere. In the expansive studio located on the uppermost floor, sunlight streamed through stained glass, projecting fragmented rainbows throughout the space. And there it remained- the incomplete portrait. It was breathtaking, even in its unfinished state. A woman was seated, enveloped in silver silk, her eyes appearing only partially developed, as though suspended between slumber and consciousness. Her hair was a chaotic mass of dark curls, and an individual amethyst rested at her neck. However, it was her countenance- calm, melancholic, and nearly...anticipatory-that sent shivers down Jasper's spine. He examined the room. Brushes were scattered where they had fallen, and palettes were caked with paint that had dried for weeks. A journal was positioned close by, its pages open to the most recent entry: " She won't allow me to depart until it is completed." The ink faded as though the author had been abruptly interrupted in the midst of their contemplation. Nevertheless, Jasper found himself enthralled. Every evening, he made his way back to the studio. With each brushstroke, he felt the woman emerging into existence. However, peculiar occurrences started to unfold. He would awaken to find paint on his hands that he had no recollection of applying. Soft whispers grazed his ears during moments of calm. The woman's gaze on the canvas appeared to track his movements, more defined and conscious than before. On a particular night, a tempest unleashed its fury outside. Lightning illuminated the sky, while the house creaked as though it were sentient. Jasper found himself in front of the portrait, weary and drenched in both sweat and rain. He extended his hand towards the brush, and the woman in the painting blinked. He staggered backward. The atmosphere became dense. Her lips opened, unadorned, yet genuine. "Elira?" he whispered. She emerged from the canvas. However, she was not as she seemed. Her skin glistened with oil and radiance, and her voice resonated like brushstrokes within a cavern. " You accomplished what I could not", she remarked, smiling gently. "Now I am liberated." And Jasper comprehended. Elira had embedded herself within the portrait, yearning to maintain an image of herself that the world could never corrupt. However, her spirit had become ensnared. Until this moment. "Hold on," he remarked, retreating. "What will become of me?" Her eyes shone with a profound sadness. "Every form of art requires a sacrifice." Prior to his ability to run, the brush ascended autonomously. An unseen force pulled him towards the canvas. He let out a scream, yet the studio absorbed the sound. As dawn broke, the tempest had subsided. The portrait was finished. Elira Grey was no longer present, but in her stead sat a young man with terrified eyes, eternally ready for the moment of revelation. The mansion is currently silent. However, in the studio, if you pay close attention, you may discern gentle footsteps and the slightest murmur: Complete what I started.
By Elina8 months ago in Art
PrOmid : From Sonic Artistry To Global Sound Healing. Content Warning.
Omid Maharamzadeh, known globally as PrOmid, is a visionary artist who blends electronic music, cinematic textures, and healing frequencies into immersive audio experiences. Born in Tehran and based internationally, PrOmid's music transcends genres—ranging from Melodic Techno to Ambient, Chillout, and film score compositions.
By Omid Mahramzadeh8 months ago in Art
"Gen Z Power"
Gen Z—those born roughly between 1997 and 2012—are no longer just digital natives. They are becoming a powerful cultural, economic, and social force, redefining how the world works, connects, shops, and even thinks. With over 2 billion members globally and increasing financial power, Gen Z is influencing everything from fashion trends to brand values, online experiences, and workplace norms. Their expectations are reshaping industries at an unprecedented pace. Let’s break down how this generation is driving real change—and why every brand, business, and content creator needs to pay attention.
By aadam khan8 months ago in Art
Nobody Cares About Your Art
ur gallery opening (if you even get that far) has five attendees. Your latest song has three plays on Spotify, all of them by yourself. Your self-published poetry collection sits in a stack of twenty copies in your bedroom, untouched by any hand except yours.
By Jack McNamara8 months ago in Art
Eurovision Magic: One Night, One Stage, Endless Joy
Once a year, something truly magical happens in Europe—and far beyond its borders. Curtains rise, spotlights shimmer, and millions of hearts beat as one. This isn’t just any event. This is the Eurovision Song Contest: a sparkling spectacle where music, identity, and celebration take center stage.
By Filiponso8 months ago in Art
Ama Dablam Base Camp Trek: Where the Mountain Looks Like a Grumpy Grandma
Let’s address the elephant in the room: Ama Dablam isn’t just a mountain. She’s a 6,812-meter-tall diva who knows she’s prettier than you. Her name literally means "Mother’s Necklace" (all Sherpas are clearly poets). I went to meet her with my friend Tashi—a guide who laughs at sub-zero temperatures and considers crampons "fashion accessories."
By michal lenden8 months ago in Art
Too Comfortable to Care?
**********************************************************************(this is meant for breaking patterns of self-destruction in individuals/families/communities/ and our country)
By Shirley Belk8 months ago in Art
The Day I Decided Not to Give Up
It was a rainy Tuesday morning. I still remember the sound of the drops hitting the broken windowpane of my small rented room. The world outside was grey, much like my thoughts inside. That day, I had only twenty dollars left, no job, and a heart full of silent desperation. No one knew—not even my closest friends—that I was on the edge of giving up. I hadn’t told anyone how bad it had gotten because I didn’t want to be a burden. But inside, I was crumbling.
By Kevin Hudson8 months ago in Art
The Beauty Battle: Rhode vs. e.l.f. – Hailey Bieber, Net Worth & the Cosmetic Industry . AI-Generated.
Welcome to the world where glam meets genius, and skin is the ultimate currency. The beauty industry is exploding, and two brands are turning heads: Rhode, founded by Hailey Bieber, and e.l.f. Cosmetics, the budget-friendly empire. Whether you're obsessed with Hailey’s glazed-donut skin or loyal to e.l.f.’s viral dupes, this showdown has it all – celebrity power, market moves, and millions in net worth.
By Kandage Vimukthi Reshan Dulakshana8 months ago in Art