From things that have happened and from things as they exist and from all things that you know and all those you cannot know, you make something through your invention that is not a representation but a whole new thing truer than anything true and alive, and you make it...
"And even this heart of mine has something artificial. The dancers have sewn it into a bag of pink satin, pink satin slightly faded, like their dancing shoes.” ― Edgar Degas (1834-1917) The Entrance of the Masked Dancers, c. 1884.
Maybe I am just another person that is starting an online magazine. I do not know, but I just have so many ideas running across my mind that I needed some form to express myself. Well, this is it. I am passionate about anything Art related and what can be wrong about sharing that with you.
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