What is art?

The creation of art… The artist is usually a misunderstood person. People are intrigued by their talent, but don’t always understand it. Some visual pieces are pretty to look at and some are more complex. Not only does it tell a story on the canvas, but there is also a story of how and why it was created. Secrets lie in the works of all artists in all forms.
The fantasy unfolds for a person who doesn’t dare experience what they create or they’ve dabbled on the thought and let it manifest itself into something more. Fiction allows an artist to say what they hold deep in the bowels of their inner core. All of their fears get to be presented through images and words. Pain and suffering surface through poems and lyrics. The mood swings and torture from music. Life like art, is filled with beauty, surrealism, truth, honesty, pleasure, betrayal, misfortune and pain.

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Still Scrapbooking

I've been working on my scrapbook today which inspired me to work on my biography. What I like about the scrapbook is the set up. The book came with 20 pages which gives me 40 pages to work with. It will start with the year in which I was born and end in the year 2010. I am concentrating on the last 10 yrs, but the front pages are dedicated to specific people and the years are not in sequence. Like art it just takes a form of its own. I can always rearrange the pages in cronological order once the book is complete. It's surprising the things that you remember when you do a project like this. I've been finding letters and notes from people that are no longer part of my life. I've tried to reconnect with some people, but for their own reasons they don't want to relive their past. I must say, I can understand, but I've also realized that you can't run from your past. There is always something that pops up that will remind you of certain events.