variance explored
“Yiiiiikes! Who is that?!” Thalia tightened her sweater around her shoulders.
Calliope rubbed charcoal dust from the heel of her palm. “Some guy Drawist nicked from Instagram… Quiet… and interesting. What’s his story, I wonder?”
“I prefer —” Tal leaned in and examined the cigarette, “princesses and muses!”
Urania admired Drawist’s growth. “Me too, and yet — a hairy, wrinkled, squinter delivered — an exciting dash of dimension?”
It is the stretched soul that makes music, and souls are stretched by the pull of opposites — opposite bents, tastes, yearnings, loyalties. Where there is no polarity — where energies flow smoothly in one direction — there will be much doing but no music.
~ Eric Hoffer
“It is the stretched soul that makes music, and souls are stretched by the pull of opposites — opposite bents, tastes, yearnings, loyalties. Where there is no polarity — where energies flow smoothly in one direction — there will be much doing but no music.”
~Eric Hoffer
http://www.hofferproject.org/HPhoffer.html
Your squinting man image could almost be that of Charles Bukowski...
I’m sure he was a tortured soul... but then again... aren’t we all in some way, shape, or form...
Loving your sketch ✍🏼 work! #JustMakeArt 🎨😊
https://youtu.be/2lK4LrD8Ii4
Sign: “If you pay me $50 I'll show up to your funeral but stand really far away, holding a black umbrella regardless of the weather, so that people think you died with a dark and interesting secret.” 😁
There has got to be a startup opportunity in there, somewhere...