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Geisha
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I know what it's like. Do you? It's like flowers competing for the sun, in a way. To be Geisha is to be art. Living art, as we all are in some way. I think that we all have a devine aspect to us that draws people in on some level. For me though, I think that mine is slightly heightened. I walk around with my head held high, some take it as vanity, or some just flat out fear it and become intimidated by it. Yes, the work of art can be deep and complex. Many will never understand what it is that hides deep within.
I think that being art, you can never really find the perfect match for you. Yeah, people will take intrest, people will stare, and claim with all that they can, that they "Know you", that they understand. I can't have an owner. I can't be something that belongs to one person. I need the love and admiration of all.
It's like walking by a Davinci sketch, A Waugh, A Romo, DuBois, Bougeraux, they all put so much into their work. That every time you see it you find something new about it, something that makes you love it a little more. All the time, love, dedication, talent, all that energy lavished on to one canvas, one piece of paper, a wall. Whatever medium was used, the end result is the same.
Love.
Created with such intensity, I think that we long for it. Long to be touched with such a love. The soft caress of that brush as it touched us, altered us, made us a bit more beautiful.
I don't fucking know!
Just blah!
♥
♥
I know what it's like. Do you? It's like flowers competing for the sun, in a way. To be Geisha is to be art. Living art, as we all are in some way. I think that we all have a devine aspect to us that draws people in on some level. For me though, I think that mine is slightly heightened. I walk around with my head held high, some take it as vanity, or some just flat out fear it and become intimidated by it. Yes, the work of art can be deep and complex. Many will never understand what it is that hides deep within.
I think that being art, you can never really find the perfect match for you. Yeah, people will take intrest, people will stare, and claim with all that they can, that they "Know you", that they understand. I can't have an owner. I can't be something that belongs to one person. I need the love and admiration of all.
It's like walking by a Davinci sketch, A Waugh, A Romo, DuBois, Bougeraux, they all put so much into their work. That every time you see it you find something new about it, something that makes you love it a little more. All the time, love, dedication, talent, all that energy lavished on to one canvas, one piece of paper, a wall. Whatever medium was used, the end result is the same.
Love.
Created with such intensity, I think that we long for it. Long to be touched with such a love. The soft caress of that brush as it touched us, altered us, made us a bit more beautiful.
I don't fucking know!
Just blah!
♥