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Culinary magic
Is it art? This is a question I have heard many times. It follows on from the broader question: "What is art?" I see a lot of art in art museums, sometimes in artists' studios and exhibitions, some of which I might struggle to understand. The question of whether it is art never particularly concerns me, however. Although I do sometimes ask myself why it can be considered art or, more to the point, how and where does the artistic spirit of the work exist.
By Raymond G. Taylor2 years ago in Art
A Little Too Personal...
One crisp October morning at the height of the very beginning of 2010s, Tumblr girls, skinny waists and drug habits, our high school psychology teacher dropped a ticking bomb on us by admitting that “I’m jealous of those of you that are of a 100% origin.”
By Paulina Pachel2 years ago in Art
Unspoken
She didn’t know what to say to him, at that moment she didn’t want to burden him with her feelings. She looked over to find him smiling with the same smile that got them through her cancer last year. She reached for his hand with just her fingers and he slowly grasped her hand and fit it perfectly between his. Without looking over to check on her he smiled a little more and put both their hands in his lap. She let a single tear fall down her cheek and at that moment he put his other hand on top of hers and turned to face her with eyes saying that everything will be alright. He took his free hand and curessed the side of her face as she lay her warm cheeks in his calaced palm and as she nuzzled into the warm embrace she couldn’t help but let a couple more tears fall. The man heard the army bus start to turn that corner to proceed that long driveway to their house and stood up straight. His smile hasn’t completely left him but you could tell her was focused. Slowly pulling away his hand from hers, and from her cheek, he stood up and grabbed his cane safely resting on the side of the bench they had been sitting on, The woman stood up to watch as her husband made his way down those steps from their porch they both walked up for the first time over 30 years ago and prayed that it wouldn’t be the last. He got on the bus without once looking back and she watched him through the bus window as he went to take his seat. She stood there, still, without a tear to show, she knew in that moment, that it was her time to be strong now.
By K. Waters2 years ago in Art
How To Travel With an Octopus
Abstract In this article, I promote science, art, and octopuses. Its purpose is to entertain, advertise, and tell (and also show) a story that one might find amusing or boring, thoughtful or light-minded, educational or utterly silly. See and decide for yourself.
By Andrei Z.2 years ago in Art
Gallery Hop-New York City
Once or twice a year, with my husband or any art-loving friend I can coerce into going with me, I go to a few shows in New York City that I (or we) are interested in seeing.
By Natalie Wilkinson2 years ago in Art
Art for our sake: four
I don't generally go for art history or philosophy of art but an interesting discussion of how art and life reflect each other is to be found in Dana Stewart's Art is Life or Life is Art? The narrative begins with the Oscar Wilde quote: "Life imitates art far more than art imitates life." Dana's article explores the ever-developing relationship between art and life from the ancient, classical, renaissance and modern eras.
By Raymond G. Taylor2 years ago in Art
The Hollywood Strike
I'm in a lot of fan-pages on assorted social media, and something I've been seeing a lot of over the past few days is people complaining about delays to the next season of their favourite show, or the latest instalment of a film franchise.
By Natasja Rose2 years ago in Art
Art for our sake
Congratulations and well done to the Vocal team for launching the new Art community "where words and visual expression intertwine". I haven't yet had a chance to read through all of the great articles on offer but here are a few that caught my attention. If there is any interest, I will post some more reviews of fellow contributors' work sometime soon.
By Raymond G. Taylor3 years ago in Art
The Art of Love
“The world is but a canvas to our imagination.” Henry David Thoreau I love art. In all forms. It has been a constant through painting, music, writing, and woodworking. Art, in all its forms, is how I express myself and process my own emotions. My house is full of paintings, wooden art, furniture, and tapestries. Some I have painted. I even have one my husband painted, probably the only painting he has ever done. In his words, he is not artistic.
By J. Delaney-Howe3 years ago in Art
Calliope & the Gargoyles
Papá always promised me that one day, when I was old enough, I would come to understand my role in the heavens. Until then, he curbed my curiosity wisely - distracting me with fairytales of the worlds that existed far below our celestial kingdom.
By Gina C.3 years ago in Art
(Finding the Wings): Painted from Life. Finalist in 2023 Vocal Writing Awards - Romance Fiction. Content Warning.
DISCLAIMER: Contains violence, minors in compromising situations, some strong language. I have used experiences from my own boyhood to lend realism to the persona of the young hero, Cecco, but most events are drawn from historical fact.
By Rob Angeli3 years ago in Art
Dark Muse
Little Mariano de Goya was raised in a nightmare. Whispering voices. Darkness reigning above his head. Madness staring down from the walls, eyes bulging with insanity’s awful knowledge.
By Roderick Makim3 years ago in Art