I imagine the world to have art shelter homes/ashrams all over like orphanages and old age homes. for those disowned by rigid families, for those who want to surrender to art and have long surpassed worldly pleasures. a space for artists to feel and create and just be.
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from the winds
so immersed in my art, like I’m in a secluded wooden cabin, in a faraway forest, accompanied only by the sounds of torrential rain and howling winds… sometimes I wonder how the world can reach me… I want to take a peek out only when a real connection drifts by. the world might have toContinueContinue reading “from the winds”