passage; thoughts from a starving artist

passage; thoughts from a starving artist

A Story by bree grey

Mad thoughts from a starving artist. Paint splatters on a canvas junkie can be hell on the brain, and grammatical errors on a three am literary rant can speak so loudly, it causes deafness to a musician who thinks in stanzas, and processes external daily activities through the internal curves of a treble clef only to wind up staring at the LED devil who laughs in the face of blood shot eyes. If its not coffee, its the cigarettes that keep your eyes staring at the emptiness in your wallet and wonder why do I do this? But, as soon as you are spoiled by how far we've come from the oscilloscope, sound waves colored, in front of our eyes. Those are your vocals, your words, visually put in front of you to analyze and change. It become more than just a product, its becomes accomplishment, it becomes a craft

© 2013 bree grey

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I couldn't agree more

Posted 8 Years Ago

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Better mad thoughts from a starved artist than sane thoughts from a kept one.

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Added on March 21, 2013
Last Updated on March 21, 2013
Tags: first post, artist, starving, thoughts, passage, young, artists, stuck, problems


bree grey
bree grey

atlanta, GA, United Kingdom

no matter how many times this vertical line blinks at me, I still couldn't tell you. more..


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