Artistic Names Novels & Stories

He swings his hands in joy. I chuckle. “How could he not, I threatened him!” I mumble under my breath. “Don’t break into my flat. Ever. Again.” My eyes are dark as I speak. “I’m sorry, but I couldn’t contain my excitement,” he makes a silly face. “You’re forgiven for now,” I tell him with a small smile. “What’s with the art articles? Isn’t it this Sunday?” I question looking at my mirror. “Yeah, I will delay launching the brand, have you thought of a name?” Liam asks me. I look at myself in the mirror for a few seconds before speaking. “No need for that. The name will be Guns and Brushes.”

James said. “SHC!” Serena suddenly exclaimed, a bright smile spreading across her face. “Serena’s Hearth & Canvas. That's what I'll name it! It brings to mind a warm, cosy feeling, suggesting comfort food and a friendly atmosphere. At the same time, it highlights the artistic side of my cooking while bringing together the culinary aspect. What do you think, Anika?” “Oh, I think it’s absolutely lovely and just perfect!” Anika replied, her excitement shining through her voice.

"Of course, I wouldn't miss your exhibition for anything and don't forget I love art." She chuckled and nodded to Layla. "Oh forgive my manners..." I said, "... This is Layla, CEO of LAYNAT brand and Layla, this is Kimberly, CEO of Kim galleries." "Hi, nice to meet you", they both greeted each other. "And this is Park Woojin, a new artist from our agency." "Hi, you can just call me Kai" "Kai?" I asked and she nodded. "I know, odd, but it's the English name I picked up."

she stated, the last part more directed toward her father, who hummed his acknowledgement. She then offered her hand out into the air again, this time, Rei took it, casually shaking it with a smile. "I've always wondered if Arte was short for something," Rei said with a curious tone. "Artemis. You'll notice that our family have quite an unusual name," Arte replied with a grin. Next, Alec hesitantly shook her hand, slowly. Like he was trying to figure her out through that one handshake. "Who...Are you?" he asked. Artemis didn't know how to answer that. What did he want to know?

“I want to name her Contasina, after my mother’s name.” Arturo smiled, learning this new fact before he nodded. He leaned in and kissed my forehead before pulling away to look our princess in the eye. “Contasina, it is, baby girl…”

His manly voice a while ago suddenly disappears and his true personality emerges, “B-I-T-C-H”, he sings and spells at the same time, “You are one mean bitch, Ava!”, continuing with his rhythmic complaints and his annoying accent. “Yes, you have a perfect body but that doesn’t cut to my taste,” and rolled his eyes at me. He laughs sarcastically, “And I abandoned the name Arthur, you know that, selfish bitch.” Then he spins like a crazy guy, “I am now called Artemis, as in the Greek goddess, representation of women and childbirth… the personification of womanhood!” as if he is in some kind of a beauty pageant.

They say the name is a pseudonym that belongs to a group of artists. But I want to believe the name belongs to a single person who exists.

" I paint vigorously as the song plays. I'm desperately trying to get the image out of my mind onto the canvas. My brush travels across his chiseled jawline. My colors hold his textured blonde color in a lock of hair that hung in his face while the rest was pulled back. My shadows play with the rippled muscles under his shirt. I let the music inspire me as I paint the pale blue eyes staring at me. His tanned skin looks almost like I could reach in and feel it. The image in my mind comes alive in the painting. My painting. "Bastian." I whisper as I add tiny dances of light to his face. "Oh, that's lovely." I whip around and my mom is standing. I huff out a breath. "You scared me." She giggles

“This is your team. Production manager. Marketing director. PR specialist. They’re all experienced. They’ll handle everything except the design. That’s all you.” A team. Resources. Support. Everything I’d never had with Adrian. “One more thing,” Marcus said. “We need a name for the line. Something that captures your aesthetic.” I’d thought about this. Dreamed about it during those long nights working at the café. “ETHEREAL,” I said. “It means heavenly. Delicate but powerful. Beautiful but untouchable.” Marcus smiled. “ETHEREAL by Serena Moore. I love it. Let’s make it happen.”

I said, to Leia who was resting her head on my chest. “Okay, so here it fucking goes. List number one are the normal fucking names, like. Nova, Cara, Aria and Aurora.” “They’re all cute names. What about the not normal list?” I said, very curious how strange these names would be. “Okay, these are all inspired by fucking movies or games. So Rayne, Willow, Rey, Ripley, Aeryn, Elora and Allana.” I laughed, “is it wrong that I like the movie names better? So which one is your favorite?”