The good, the bad & everything in between.
Le Suicide Edouard Manet, 1887. A little more than a year ago, to be more specific, last October - I thought I was headed towards a "right" direction. I was somewhat more proactive in my social life by meeting new people who were closer in physical proximity to me and being more engaged in a…
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Café Terrace at Night Vincent van Gogh, 1888. It feels quite foreign to write something after being silent for so long. It's not that I didn't have thoughts about writing throughout my absence, I did. I believed that I was incapable of writing something adequate enough - not for anyone else, but for me. Life has…
Wheatfield Under Thunderclouds Vincent van Gogh, 1890. I've always been a fan of focus, as it symbolizes personal commitment, resolve, perseverance. It doesn't matter who or what the attention is on, it just exists. The only difference is the "why" as it varies - perhaps out of passion, out of morals, even out of peer…
Road with Cypress and Star Vincent van Gogh, 1890. A little while ago, I was on an emotional low - I've been quick to jump to the worst conclusions and stayed within the realms of anxiety and stress, unwilling to leave. It wasn't that I wanted to stay - I probably didn't think I could get…
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Still Life with Bouquet and Skull Adriaen van Utrecht, 1642. I've talked and written about death maybe more than a handful of times. It's a sensitive topic to talk about, as it fills the atmosphere up with a thin veil of morbidity, despair, and an acute awareness of how we're all ticking down. However, I've…