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Tuesday, 4 May 2010

Here i dreamt I was an architect...



The artist can express anything.

Thought and language are to the artist instruments of an art.

oscar wilde



I always wished I could be like those great painters who create magnificence with the stroke of a brush. But for me it's just a hobby that I sometimes pick up, (and I'm not That great at it) I guess you have to find that perfect medium for it to be something that essentially belongs to you. Lately I've been using Charcoal, there's something about creating something in shades of black. I'm obsessed with Black, really. Its so encompassing, it owns everything, like a never ending abyss.

1 comments:

Talha Sheikh said...

black signifies the sadness of life...engulfing the sorrow behind the veils of our everyday life...

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