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The impulse to make art is to redo actual unforgiving reality and regurgitate it in narrative forms more comfortable for humans, whether feel-good or self-pitying.

Art is a regression. this doesn’t mean it’s not worth doing; it’s a feeble attempt to mimic the complexity of reality, with special focus on the unfathomable web of human emotion.

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Anthony L

The wonderful illustration you placed here seems like it might depict a poetic fantasy about the genitive goddess Svapna - but maybe an even lovelier story.

BlackseAkelarre Studio

"Oh riachuelos del alma de gente bondadosa que mi sed sacian, ven a beber cuando quieras, mi puerta esta abierta aunque vengas con un cuchillo." Libro de La gens de Xolot. Sobre los vericuetos del alma. Sun ar apa eta sun. Alma de piedra es alma qun asi.