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The best relationship art depicts the highs and lows of the authentic couple.
Lost In You
Now this should be a treat. An invitation of delight. I was wondering when you were going to come around. Ive been thinking of you. Dreaming of you. Missing you. I told myself that when we get together tonight. Id make sure to be ooen to whatever you suggest and submit to your every desire. Besides. Id do anything to be with you. A girl like me needs you. To become the woman I need to be. Can't you see that baby? What's that you say? We're staying in tonight? Oh that's an even BIGGER delight. A little netflix n chill. I'm always down for a little THRILL-ER with you. I'll put that sexy red thang on that you like. You know the one that makes my butt look big. Yes. Just for you.
By Carrie Jones5 years ago in Humans
What Lies Behind His Eyes
Globs of crimson swam to and fro across the woman’s towering canvas, but it did not overcome her, for the raw, naked beauty which possessed her, made her seem equal to that of her work. Perhaps, her nightly lovers wondered, after nights of euphoria they had never felt before, nor would ever feel again, perhaps, she was her own work of art, and every piece she created was simply another offering of herself to the canvas. The woman had no care for an apron; muddled smears of paint could make their way from her cracked fingers to her loose, entirely too long hair, but she would have to notice said stains to begin to care. Today, on her balcony shrouded in an overgrown jungle of plants, many wilted in desperate thirst, the woman worked with a palette of deepest crimsons, which she had set aside on a frail stool teetering against the heavy breeze. In one hand, wet with pigment against the side of her palm, she held a thick handled paintbrush, sloppy with paint. Her other hand, laden with a tall stemmed glass of merlot, lifted the red to her already stained lips. By the time she would come to finish her glass of Sauvignon Blonde, the merlot being the choice of her previous nights partner, (who had chosen the bottle sporting a portrait of Marilyn Monroe, with stars in his eyes as he beheld the woman’s face, for her beauty, though much less refined and polished than Monroe’s, reminded him of her all the same), the woman would find herself drinking from the lip of the bottle in lieu of refilling her glass.
By Kendelle McElhannon5 years ago in Humans
The art of Acting is the Art of Pausing
Beyond presence and talent, good acting is often viewed as a verbal art form. Elocution, diction, projection and modulation, to only name a few elements, are believed to be the obvious and essential ingredients to a good monologue or performance.
By Eric Stone5 years ago in Humans
The Picture of Dorian Gray - Rewritten
I could feel the heat of the fire on my cheeks, the tears I had been crying long forgotten as they evaporated on my skin. The flames licked their way up the photograph, the paper keeling over as it burned away, flakes of what it had depicted falling to the ground in ash, creating tiny hills of what had once been adoration. I had no sudden inclination to sweep any of it away, I just stared at the blues that blackened what had been beneath them in their wake. That was my last tether to him. I no longer felt any emotion at the thought of his eyes, especially after they burnt away and caught the evening breeze.
By Anarky Taylor5 years ago in Humans
Lost hobbies,- the missing link?
Close your eyes and remember the last time you sang, the last time you tried to create a recipe from scratch, the last time you decorated your home, the last time you doodled. I was thinking of something I usually ask of my friends (yeah, I'm that person). I ask them to start creating. Whatever pops first into their brilliant mind, that's where some spare energy asks to be directed. I like to use the aforementioned question.
By Miha Ela B.5 years ago in Humans
Black Excellence
Sometimes you meet a person, and they change your entire life without even realizing it. That is what I feel like meeting Toni has done for me. I met Toni Smalls when we were both wide eyed sixteen-year old’s with nothing but hope and inspiration in our pockets. Within the last six years, I have watched Toni grow into not only the most magnificent artist, but also the best person I know. I fully believe that they are going to change the art world around us. The reason I know this is because Toni does not let anything stop them. Regardless of their mental health or their vices, they have an unwavering determination to give themself everything that they deserve.
By Paige Ross-Verneau5 years ago in Humans
Michaela Coel
Born and raised in London, U.K. to Ghanaian parents and brought up by her mother, Michaela Coel is a British actress, singer, screenwriter, director and producer. She began her career doing open mic poetry in theatres around London. There she discovered her passion for theatre and in 2009 she enrolled in the summer school program at the Talawa Theatre Company. That same year she released her first ever music album entitled ‘fixing barbie’. She also obtained a 2.1 in English at University before enrolling at the Guildhall School of Music and Drama, where she was awarded the Laurence Olivier bursary, graduating in 2012.
By Jennifer Kingsley5 years ago in Humans
