Diana

Author: Diana

the best times.
There was a certain time in my life that I consider I had the most fun ever. While in highschool, I could care less what I looked like, who liked me, or what was cool. Every tuesday we would sneak into the college parties and dance like there was no tommorow. Every thursday we were [...]
napkin.
She sits at the bar, irish creme glass #2. Her bracelets jingle as her lips touch the sweet alcohol,casually sipping while observing her surroundings. Man #1, casually dressed, jeans, t-shirt, hair cut short, two day stubble, probably likes a girl if she is a cheer leader or model, could care less what her mind flutters, and [...]
see.
Her every step hits the ground one after the other. As if letting go of each unhappy event occured that day, she runs. She has found it. The one thing that can actually give her peace. Alone in silence, she passed each house, wondering what those people might be doing, if they are happy, or [...]
porcelain & lace.
What is true art? Is it when we see a painting and admire the artists vision? Or is it when we can connect with the actual image, perhaps see ourselves in the painting, feeling sad, happy, or completely nuts. I believe that art is the human desire to be different, unique. Although we do share [...]