Charlotte
@lottarose
Charlotte
@lottarose
And thus degrees was lit. Half way down the spine, which is the seat of the soul, not that hard little electric light which we call brilliance, as it pops in and out upon our lips, but the more profound,subtle and subterranean glow, which is the rich yellow flame of rational intercourse.
Room of ones own - Virgina Wolf pg10
It’s impossible to imitate another artist’s point of view. We can only swim in the same waters. So feel free to copy the works that inspire you on the road to finding your own voice. It’s a time-tested tradition.
Each beautiful piece of art is a thousand homages to a thousand different inspirations through one individual’s spirit.