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The Artist

by Elektra


Vivid colors pumped from her heart onto the canvas,

The blues and reds hit the cloth as she painted,

As if she was pouring her soul into her craft.

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Her studio was her brain,

The electric currents ran through her veins,

It fueled her need for more.

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More.

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Like chords in a piano her arms moved,

As if she was the conductor,

And the paintbrush was her orchestra.

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She hated who she’d become,

The woman who stayed home yet created masterpieces,

For others to admire and hang on their walls.

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So, she snapped her paintbrush in half,

Threw away the canvas,

And never looked back.


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Wed Oct 23, 2024 2:19 pm
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Hello, there! Avi speaking :)
First, wow. 11/10. Incredible. This might be my favorite of your work that I've read so far, and let me explain why throughout my review.
Second, I was not expecting that ending, but it is so scary and so sad simply because of how real it is. My mother gave up on herself and her dreams of being an artist (a performing artist) because she felt like she traveled around and never created masterpieces, so she gave it up to stay at home and try and fail to create masterpieces. But even without my personal experience with the contents of this poem, I can relate to this as an artist (an author, singer, and actor, that is, because visual art doesn't come as easily to me), which is an incredible trait for any work of art.
Third, I'm just going to explain why I love each line (or at least every other line).
"Vivid colors pumped from her heart onto the canvas," bleeding her soul into her work, as an artist does.
"As if she was pouring her soul into her craft" See, you get it.
"Her studio was her brain," meaning her art is all-consuming, it's on her mind all the time.
"The electric currents ran through her veins,
It fueled her need for more.
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More.
."
The power behind emphasizing "more" and giving it a space of its own to live. Gorgeous.
"The woman who stayed home yet created masterpieces,
For others to admire and hang on their walls." Giving away her soul and getting angry because others will never appreciate her soul like she does.
"So, she snapped her paintbrush in half,
Threw away the canvas,
And never looked back." We, just like everyone else in her world, will ask why she did it, and how she did it and never looked back. But she will be content... won't she?
Anyway, incredible writing as always <3




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gruzinkerbell wrote a review...



Hi, Ley! It's Serrurie again, here to leave a review! Let's dive in:

The Good Stuff
- This poem is right-aligned, which I always thought was unique :D
- Repeating the word 'more' in italics really drives the main theme for this farther; which I thought was the desire to keep creating.
- You are extremely talented at visual language. When you described her and her art using an orchestra, I could picture it vividly.
- You add a twist at the end that was unexpected. It shows not only her longing to create, but to be able to keep what she created for herself. It also hints at an adventure and a bigger story for the artist.

Room For Improvement
- I think this was a great poem. In terms of grammar, concept, and theme, you executed these wonderfully. I would simply suggest revisiting how you uploaded your photo for this, because I wasn't able to see it :D.

Overall Opinion
- As per usual, Ley, you created your own masterpiece! I hope you continue your writing journey and do what you do best.

Happy writing, and have a blessed day!

Serrurie

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Elektra says...


Thank you so much! :D



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Jaygg wrote a review...



I fell in love with this straight away the title the artist caught my eye and the fact that you wrote this for your friend I believe is super great how they inspired you to write this piece. The last words ¨ Snapped her paintbrush, Threw the canvas,And never looked back.¨ Brings me back to a place that I was in myself once I am very glad to have found this piece because I really feel its beautiful. It also goes deep into how the artist is struggling yet others will never know or feel it like the artist thank you so much for writing this please keep going
-Jaygg




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chrysanthemumcentury says...



I THOUGHT THIS WAS MY WORK AND I WAS LIKE WHAAA AND I REALIZED IT HAD THE SAME TITLE




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"Captivating and emotionally charged, this poem takes readers on a journey into the soul of an artist torn between the vibrant world she creates on canvas and the dissatisfaction that lingers within. The vivid imagery, metaphorical brilliance, and rhythmic flow paint a powerful picture of the internal struggle faced by the protagonist. The use of colors as a reflection of emotions and the metaphor of the studio as her brain add layers of depth to the narrative. The comparison of her arms moving like piano chords, with the paintbrush as her orchestra, beautifully illustrates the synergy between the artist and her creation. The internal conflict is palpable as she expresses dissatisfaction with the dichotomy of her secluded existence and the external admiration for her art.

The turning point, where she snaps her paintbrush and discards the canvas, signifies a significant decision to break away from the identity she had created for herself. It's a poignant moment of rebellion against the expectations placed upon her as an artist. The climax, where the artist breaks free from her self-imposed constraints, is a moment of rebellion that resonates with authenticity. 'More' echoes not only as a desire for artistic fulfillment but also as a plea for self-discovery. A beautifully crafted poem that lingers in the mind, inviting readers to reflect on the complexity of identity and artistic expression."




Elektra says...


Thank you so much for the kind words! <3




Who wants to become a writer? And why? Because it’s the answer to everything. It’s the streaming reason for living. To note, to pin down, to build up, to create, to be astonished at nothing, to cherish the oddities, to let nothing go down the drain, to make something, to make a great flower out of life, even if it’s a cactus.
— Enid Bagnold