catriona
@marchand
c2 seviye reading slump
"i can't paint the way the art teacher wants. i can't paint things. there's something wrong with my brain."
"that's because you don't paint things the way they look, you paint them the way they feel."
Reklam
"you're an artist if you create something! you're an artist if you don't see the world the way it is, if you hate white walls! no one else decides what art is, no one can stop you loving whatever you like, the cynics and critics can have control of all the other crap on the planet... but they can't decide how hard your heart beats! become whatever you want, but don't become one of them. art is as fragile enough light as it is. it can be blown out sigh a single sigh. art needs friends, with our bodies against the wind and our hands cupped around the flame, until it's strong enough to burn brightly with its own power. until it's an inferno. unstoppable."
"babies teach us not to be scared of death. that's how we realize we can't wish for eternal life. because if no one died, we would have to ban new people from being born. and when the playgrounds are empty, when the last pair of rain boots has been grown out of, when the last puddle has bren jumped in... what would we want eternity for then, ted?"
adults never understand that for a child who uses drawing to escape from reality, being made to do it on command is unbearable.
no one can explain why some fourteen-year-olds want to die. nature gains nothing from unhappy children, yet they are still walking around everywhere, without the words to explain such a feeling to someone who has been happy and secure all their life? should you say it's like you're drowning? that it's a voice in your head screaming that everything about you is a mistake?
Reklam