Quote for Today: Erich Maria Remarque
I lie down on many a station platform; I stand before many a soup kitchen; I squat on many a bench;–then at last the landscape becomes disturbing, mysterious, and familiar. …
I lie down on many a station platform; I stand before many a soup kitchen; I squat on many a bench;–then at last the landscape becomes disturbing, mysterious, and familiar. …
A hearty welcome back to artist, writer and poet Rachael Ikins from New York state! Synkroniciti is thrilled to feature two lush and haunting artworks, Warning and Diana’s Shadow and two …
What was up I didn’t know. But the morning of Carnival, when I was lighting those candles, these two mockingbirds, you see, they flew from the skies, rested on …
But illness does not always write itself upon the body, the sickness I search for is hidden deep within the brain. Sometimes it rises to the surface. Sometimes the face …
I know my mouth is agape and my eyes are wide, but I’m relieved that hope isn’t a tangible thing, because everyone around me would see mine crumbling. ―Colleen Hoover, …
Myth is the hidden part of every story, the buried part, the region that is still unexplored because there are as yet no words to enable us to get there. The …
What do you see in this spontaneous drawing? I draw first and find meaning later, so you can’t be wrong. This drawing is entitled Totem because of its vague …
Signs imply ways of living, possibilities of existence, they are the symptoms of an overflowing or exhausted life. But an artist cannot be content with an exhausted life, nor with …
The inability to get something out of your head is a signal that shouts, “Don’t forget to deal with this!” As long as you experience fear or pain with a …
A writer out of loneliness is trying to communicate like a distant star sending signals. He isn’t telling, or teaching, or ordering. Rather, he seeks to establish a relationship with …