da Vinci convinced me that art was the key and imagery in its many disguises could unlock many a door,
after all,
what would this life be without the mesmerism of artistry,
I for one want some more.
Paint me vermillion, mineral rich, daub me a sea from deep blue, put me in a picture to hang on the wall,
immortality,
after all, that is all that I need.
And what of Academia, blood racing bulimia, burning the late evening oil?
Exactly
what of it.
I'll stick with da Vinci,
because in the Codex
I see much
more than
a cartoon of me.
Feb 4, 2016
Feb 4, 2016 at 4:11 PM UTC
da Vinci convinced me that art was the key and imagery in its many disguises could unlock many a door,
after all,
what would this life be without the mesmerism of artistry,
I for one want some more.
Paint me vermillion, mineral rich, daub me a sea from deep blue, put me in a picture to hang on the wall,
immortality,
after all, that is all that I need.
And what of Academia, blood racing bulimia, burning the late evening oil?
Exactly
what of it.
I'll stick with da Vinci,
because in the Codex
I see much
more than
a cartoon of me.
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