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Every sketchbook should desire to be finished. For the human mind’s complexity to be splattered onto them. The beauty of art is that it doesn’t require a filter, but intuition. The ability to let go and let the soul paint what words cannot. I was different. Why do sketchbooks wish all their pages were filled? For closure, if there ever was such a thing? Closure of what? Closure of a chapter? Closure of images that once lived, free and wild? I sometimes wonder if the birth of an image on my surface meant the death of it, too. Once it’s out of the artist’s mind, the art wasn’t alive anymore. My pages were overfilled. Masood had stuffed me with different pages because he couldn’t fit his drawings on mine. He came home every day to relax, painting out his worries and fears, enjoyment and love onto me. It felt like whiplash. On one page, his soul painted iridescence. On the other, he drew entrapment. I enjoyed being his passion. His haven. I enjoyed his sons’ awe at how he decorated me, lea...
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My Favorite Color

My favorite color has an entire philosophy behind it.

What's my favorite color, you may ask.

Ever since I was a child, it has always been pink.
Because it's pretty, obviously.
However, recently, it has also been because of the meaning behind the color, which, admittedly, I may have concocted myself.

A quote from 'The Fault in Our Stars' by John Green:
"Surely you know that there are only two emotions, love and fear..."

These two emotions are the reactants that produce all the other emotions the human mind possesses. Anger, jealousy, happiness, contentment- all of them. 

Think about it: why do you feel angry?
Why do you feel jealous?
Why do you feel all the dozens of emotions you feel?

By the time you're done analyzing your emotions and what triggered them, you'll realize that they were caused due to either love or fear, if not both.
What might this have to do with my favorite color?

I just think it is simply fascinating how red is a color that represents both fear and love.
The duality of the color is beautiful, representing the core emotions of our essence, even if they might be completely contradictory to one another.

You add white to it, which is your soul, your spiritual presence, and you get pink.

Pink is my favorite color because of how, in my mind, it represents the core of things, the essence of humanity, as well as its duality.

So, what's the deep meaning behind why your favorite color is your favorite color? What does it say about you? Comment down below!














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