If i could be an artist

Rico 2021-12-09 08:01:22

I understand the state of loneliness and despair,
and then let the spirit of inspiration take possession of the flower of art,
but I can’t draw or compose, I can’t sing high notes or say verses,
I am just an ordinary person. NS.
I really like artistic paintings, music, actions or installations.
It is a pity that this so-called artistic sense is only my own narrow standard.
As far as I know, the noble soul of this world because of art always makes me deeply feel that I am mediocre.
I can only be a fan, a fan, a feeler, an experiencer and an observer.
This is very good. In my lifetime, I think I still have an endless stream of artistic resources to enjoy. Although I do not create, I cherish these beautiful works gratefully.

How great it is to form a certain latitude and longitude resonance with the director and author. Every time I am surprised to believe that as long as there is a little resonance and insight, I can get closer to the state of art.
Becoming an ordinary observer, I like that I enjoy such a little personal artistic experience....... Endless aftertaste ^_^

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Extended Reading
  • Theodora 2022-03-25 09:01:09

    Crazy enough! come on baby! light my fire! Unexpectedly, there was also Meg Ryan. alone

  • Jordane 2022-04-21 09:02:08

    This kind of musician biopic is basically a routine, and aesthetic fatigue. However, listening to the familiar songs in the movie is still very cordial.

The Doors quotes

  • Jim Morrison: I just want to sing the blues, man - get fat, do nothing, go nowhere, just be.

    Tom Baker: With that waistline, Jimbo, you ain't got much choice.

    Jim Morrison: What's wrong with being a large mammal, a big beast like a tank? I feel great!

    Tom Baker: You mean "King Crawling Flab"? Rock is cock, babe, and you're rock is dying.

    Jim Morrison: Rock is death, man! There's no longer belief. I'll write poetry and direct movies.

  • Pamela Courson: Are you doing this for you? Because you're a poet, not a rock star. You don't even belong on The Ed Sullivan Show.

    Jim Morrison: You really know what I am, Pam? You know what poetry is? Where is the feast they promised us? Where is the wine - the new wine - dying on the vine?

    Pamela Courson: What are you saying?

    Jim Morrison: You see - I lied to you. I love fame, I DO love fame!