**Update, I'll come back next week!and I'll send the links to all the people that I've featured
**Valaid "art is something that comes from your soul, if you have a soul you can always make art in any shape, way or form. Written, photo, music, singing and everything"
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Aurelia-Isabella "For me, art is a way to be and express myself. I have so many characteristics and likes I can't show in my day-to-day life so I show these through my modeling. I can be a fairy, a gothic lady, a burlesque girl, an elven princess, a fairy-tale character...I can be everything And I really need to slip into other worlds and be creative, otherwise I'd go mad in this dull and boring world full of normality. I need fantasy and creativity and travelling to other worlds It's fun, compensation for the general boredom in the "normal" world and - haha - I can sigh over the way I looked when I was young while looking through my old pictures when I'm a wrinkled, old woman"
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Rosirika "Art for me is way to express your emotions even if they are negative or positive as long as you project them"
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LauraPex "Secondo me è un modo che abbiamo per espandere noi stessi al di fuori di noi. L'opera diventa una nostra eredità al futuro, come un figlio. Ci fa esistere anche dopo di noi, in un certo senso." (It's a way to expand ourselves. The piece it's like an heritage, like a baby. We exist thanks to it)
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Daystar-Art "A way to let my feelings go. A way to calm myself down. A way of having fun. A way of learning new things.
Art is everything."
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Agent36496 "I agree that art is how one can express self when words can't. I've drawn a few things, but my specialty is stories and poetry. I can communicate best when writing. A friend of mine told me, "Art is a lie that makes us realize the truth"
Repeating the PathI tried before:thumb80095373:
And fear failing again
But just want to make things right
All the chances I take or never take
I now find it all for someone's sake
So is any of it for me?
After acquiring the best, I could lose everything
I know not whether my actions have meaning
So how can I be?
Unbearable WorldYou look at me with tears in my eyes
And you ask the one question that I despise
You see grey covering my skies
And I feel rain, lasting years
That I doubt, I can stop
I can see a lone wolf
I can hear him continuously whimpering
As if he is sobbing softly
Another, listening, comes, looking over him
She nuzzles, and he looks up
She knows nothing about his sorrow
And nothing about him at all
So why try to understand now?
He turns away, wanting her absence
And that of all around him
Really want he to be alone?
In truth, that wolf is me
You think that I would try
To slit my own wrist?
Not exactly, but like that
With mere sadness, I bled
Though I stopped the leak
Ask me that question, never
Always, you know the emotion
I want you to leave
To be unseen by me
So I can weep alone
An owl soars high above us
She shows no love for us
She could see most any action
Watching with the same lasting expression
Maybe vacant, but tells much more
One would know by looking carefully
She looks upon what has
:thumb162613599: Dead Love'Twas dark in a dense forest
When I heard a unique voice
It echoed through the vast wood
And I felt a new resonance
In my chest, with my heartbeat
That made a summon to me
I responded to the unknown summon
'Twas more than a sound from someone
I found a new burning feeling
And that made me go on
"From where was this unique upbring?"
In this sound, I sensed emotion
I could not believe my eyes
As I felt the heat rise
'Twas a lone wolf, unlike any
White as snow, but more beautiful
Than any being I have known
And maybe sad as I am
The area was in complete ruin
And I felt her overwhelming sorrow
I knelt as she saw me
She pranced and I caught her
I could hear sobbing from her
As I remained embracing the animal
I could feel our hearts connect
I knew that I loved her
Suddenly, the silence, and our bond
Are broken by the worst sound
The animal lost her poor soul
She went down as fire started
I wanted to not believe this
The face of death before me
And I cried like she howled
As rain then fought
20Tourniquet02 "It helps me create and carve my thoughts into this world."
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:thumb169791267: DanielleDroeven "Is the application of human creative skills, in a visual form, about a real or imaginary world."
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:thumb133699255:33-3 "For me, art was the first way to express myself I ever had
...and the only one, until a little while ago.
It always been a channel to express something that I could not say.
Now it is a problem because I think my art it's too self-centered, and I have difficulties to represent something distant from me, but I'm studying for that."
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BloodMoonEquinox "Art is a kind of therapy for me. Making art helped me to work through difficult times in my life."
