Novel & Cerita Crazy Art

"Cassie, you fit in everywhere. Everything revolves around you. Without you, I couldn't accomplish this. Even though his words were honest, they didn't make her pain go away. Cassie decided to go to an art exhibition she had heard about online since she was determined to get her bearings. When the outside world became too much for her to bear, she had always retreated to art for solace and self-discovery. The gallery's modest exterior belied its extensive collection of contemporary artwork, which was hidden away in a quiet part of the Marais region. As Cassie walked around the room, admiring the vivid hues and striking textures, her heart began to rise. She was drawn to one artwork, a big ab

I have everything I have ever desired. But the crazy is not done. The rollercoaster might have stop but this is still my crazy normal world. ..................................................

I stated referring to K-pop, Celine is a die hard fan of Korean pop, especially BTS,she can spend the entire night glued to the TV just to watch them, for me that was a waste of time,I preferred something I could understand the words,Like Justin biber. “Good night” She said looking at the TV I smiled before walking upstairs. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (Few days later) -Satarday ~~~~•Christopher•~~~~ “Do you think I'll make the top finalist ?” I asked Celine who was busy chatting with my brother on her phone,I was so tensed and nervous, partly because I had waited so much for this competition and partly because Evans was going to be here,he infact was the one organizing the event, another re

A loud hiss was pointed at Orange. “To start with, my second attribute is giving life to the art that I will create.” “Shut up!” All of them gasped admiringly. “See? Envy.” Shadow proved her point. “And it was short-lived. I am not a god. Obviously, I can’t put a soul into my art. My art is similar to my puppet and will be destroyed when they reach their time. That’s all.” Smart’s eyes shone the brightest as he pushed Crazy away and slung his arm over Orange.

Ok so now lets end this now, we will meet later. Bye. Dear diary. Ok ok izz calm calm no screaming and jumping - my consy said. How can I not consy - I spoke. I started jumping on my bed and screaming. I am sure if anyone sees me like this they will definitely book a bed for me in mental asylum. Suddenly some knocked the door. "Bhabhi are you ok what happened. Why are you screaming - said Adam from outside and I bit my tounge. "Yeah adam I am ok actually I saw lizard that's why - I said.

Landon picked up his laptop from his room and moved to the Living room to do some little work before breakfast. He went to the website where all his companies and businesses were listed. He began to read up the reviews he had on each of the companies and businesses. He was impressed with what he saw until he got to one of his Fashion designing Companies in Kansas City called ‘Blue Room Company'. He saw Reviews like… “They are so disappointing and they aren’t good at most of the things they do.” This got Landon upset, and he picked up his phone to make a phone call to Ruby. He dialed her number and she picked up almost immediately.

What would you think if I did the same with another man? Zachary's face contorted in anger. "Lindsey Ford, could you not be so disgusting with your words? "Bianca did it to celebrate her body as a form of art. It was about confidence and breaking free from the chains. She wore that to explore her own body. You wouldn't understand it." He looked at me with disgust before continuing, "I was contributing to art. If you think it's disgusting, it's because you know nothing about its beauty. Not only that, you're just jealous and can't take it when someone else's outstanding."

I replied. “The most expensive food allergy possible,” she lamented with mock seriousness. “The universe has a cruel sense of humor.” “Speaking of the universe’s sense of humor, how exactly does someone go from being a serious journalist to having millions of YouTube subscribers? That seems like an unusual career trajectory.” Claire took another, more careful sip of her water before answering. “It wasn't planned, I can tell you that much. I started the channel as a way to explore stories that weren't getting mainstream coverage, like cases where the system failed people.”

"You what?" Now, of all fucking times, he wanted to talk about my artwork? Now? Was he insane? He'd taken me to Europe to "sponsor" my artwork without ever seeming to realize I was a fan of the Impressionist style, not Minimalist. Or that I sculpture bare pieces without paint. Or that I was even a multimedia artist at all.

“How would we even begin to create something that could win a competition when our styles are so different from one another? It would be a mess.” “By doing exactly what you just said. We play on the weakness of it being unalike. Artists thrive on divergence, conflict and themes that are at odds are one of the major themes within the art world. Art thrives off of chaos, so we’ll use that.” Craig stuck his hand out to me, and I let my eyes flitter down towards it. “What do you say?” I shook my head as I took a deep breath and shook his hand. “Okay then,” I looked up to him. “Partners.”