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EyeCandyRayce
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Posts: 247 Registered: 19/1/2004 Status: Offline
posted on 9/3/2004 at 01:30 PM
In general:
Write, sing, take pictures, graphic design, web design, etc etc etc.
My art has always been in mastering the art of all that I can. I see
something interesting and then I try and learn everything about it. Then I
try and do it myself. If it seems I could improve at it then I keep going
but if I downright suck, I find something else neat to try. I want to know
every style and every thought process of any given thing I find 'beautiful'
or 'artistic'. I search for what reflects me in those things and then
express it. I give each thing I do a part of me.
That is the best way I can describe what I consider my art.
Lestat
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Posts: 28 Registered: 23/11/2002 Status: Offline
posted on 21/3/2004 at 11:30 AM
I love to sing, draw (or paint) and write.I've been doing it throughout all
my life... Also when performing a song I adore to give the music a visual
effect, so I'm into visual kei aswell..it becomes very theatrical. But I am
very open to any types of art, Its amazing how when you see another one's
art its as if they're letting you see a part of their soul..its quite
inspiring. My ARt also is exploring people's arts, dreams and images..Its
like scanning millions o f different heavens..
____________________ I belong to no one. no organization confines me,no community,no society, no
nation.
Squire-of-Gothos
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Posts: 206 Registered: 1/1/2003 Status: Offline
posted on 24/3/2004 at 09:16 AM
My writing and my photography. What great is that I get almost no articles
posted and their are ZERO pictures of mine on the site......why you
ask............
NO ONE EVER SAID ANYTHING ABOUT WHAT WE WERE GOOD AT DAMNIT!
just what our art was.......I cry now.
____________________ “The only thing that can alter the good writer is death.”
“You know that if I were reincarnated, I’d want to come back a buzzard.
Nothing hates him. He is never bothered or in danger, and he can eat
anything.”
Faulkner