My favourite page of all time. It is the preface of Oscar Wildes "The portrait of Dorian Gray" and I believe it must be shared though I think of it much to often. I had a major Oscar Wilde obsession last christmas and I was absolutley mad about this book. It has made me think quite a lot about the consept of art and beauty.
"The artist is the creator of beautiful things.
To reveal art and conceal the artist is art's aim.
The critic is he who can translate into another manner or a new material his impression of beautiful things.
The highest as the lowest form of criticism is a mode of autobiography.
Those who find ugly meanings in beau
I found out that I haven't posted any art her in over a year... And I must admit I haven't really made any. Somehow I just stopped drawing. I haven't felt the need og or had any good ideas for so long now. It sucks. I haven't made a decant drawing in quite a while. But I am going to post some old scribbles and even some photos though I really know NOTHING about photography at all... :)