Showing posts with label talent. Show all posts
Showing posts with label talent. Show all posts

Friday, 10 April 2020

Business of Art - NaPoWriMo Day 10

The business of art 

The reach, the likes,
The number of followers,
Whom I know,
Who knows me?
Everyone's working on making their brand 
True art?
I don't know.

Those who have reached the peak,
Will reiterate,
'' True talent always finds its way. '' 
Well, they can say. 
The real secret to success is not revealed, 
Perhaps not known. 

Art isn't for those, 
Who expect to be rewarded, 
It's for those who want to be enriched. 
It's a pool of endless possibilities, 
Ever expanding like the universe.
 
Form, no matter how lucrative, 
Can't compensate for the meaning, 
Hormones can't compensate for heart. 
Packaging can't compensate for what's inside. 
To stress about such trivial matters, 
Is an invitation to misery. 
Pursue the business of art minus the profit motive. 


Saturday, 21 January 2017

Love Shorts #21


''You have a way with words. You can make a simple sentence interesting just by the way you say it.''
''Maybe.''' I reflected on her compliment.
''Shut up, you idiot.'' She literally swore me for not accepting her compliment graciously.
''I can do it with only few situations and fee people.'' My eyes pointed towards her.
'You should not give me credit for your talent.'' she protested.
I paused to frame an answer in my mind. ''A writer cannot brag about his work for he knows not for how long would he keep producing it, but he can brag about his muse for constantly inspiring him.''

Thursday, 19 January 2017

Love Shorts #19


it turned out to be a spiritual experience when I sat down to sketch her face because.I gained more confidence in the creator's ability; especially His aesthetic prowess. I felt besmalled by His artistry for giving her such precise and fine structure, those majestic curves and pleasing composition.
I was sulking from inside,  feeling guilty , as if I was ruining a perfectly done masterpiece.
''Why do you think that way? It's enough that you tried to sketch me.'' She could not understand my guilt.
''It isn't enough,'' I protested, ''This was my chance to show you how beautiful you look in my eyes.''