The moon was looking for love For months she smiled only to well-dressed men passing by Trying to create a spark of the so called “chemistry”, But nothing happened despite constantly raising her white glove. One day, the moon complained to the sun “How come is that all men are not interested in me?”. …






May 29 2012
MacArt
Comments, Fine Art, Life, Painting, Social / Political, Work
by Katya Kostow
This weekend I walked into an art gallery in … let’s just say it was a town in the American West. It had a display of predictable art: bronzes by three artists I’ve seen in every other gallery in the west; and a display of oil paintings depicting nice pastoral Americana landscapes. You know: the …
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