Good morning, good day, good evening, at first - I must ask a question.
Have you ever asked yourself where ideas come from?
I know, that is a deeply philosophical question and I am not here to answer that, for I myself know not the answer.
But I can speculate - like, why is it that the greatest minds are often the most fractured?
It takes alot to immortalize yourself, be it with art like music, painting or writing; distinction - difference.
I often touch on these subjects and not too long ago I have been motivated by a stranger to think of a story that inclines the aforementioned.
So, here is the gist of it.
A tragic accident shook the live of this Artist - his family has been torn away in the blink of an eye.
He is at fault, involuntary manslaughter - whilst driving under the influence he crashed his car and took the life of the passenger, his wife.
Now, in a drug fueled and manic state he paints hundred upon hundred depictions - but he could never match her perfection.
Until the point he finalizes his project and creates the creme de la creme, a one on one projection of his fiance, now his broken mind allows him to communicate with the woman he so dearly loves.
I have a few ideas where this could be taken from that point on, but surely - if you are interested you would love to discuss at first, so feel free to message me !
Auf Wiedersehen!
Have you ever asked yourself where ideas come from?
I know, that is a deeply philosophical question and I am not here to answer that, for I myself know not the answer.
But I can speculate - like, why is it that the greatest minds are often the most fractured?
It takes alot to immortalize yourself, be it with art like music, painting or writing; distinction - difference.
I often touch on these subjects and not too long ago I have been motivated by a stranger to think of a story that inclines the aforementioned.
So, here is the gist of it.
A tragic accident shook the live of this Artist - his family has been torn away in the blink of an eye.
He is at fault, involuntary manslaughter - whilst driving under the influence he crashed his car and took the life of the passenger, his wife.
Now, in a drug fueled and manic state he paints hundred upon hundred depictions - but he could never match her perfection.
Until the point he finalizes his project and creates the creme de la creme, a one on one projection of his fiance, now his broken mind allows him to communicate with the woman he so dearly loves.
I have a few ideas where this could be taken from that point on, but surely - if you are interested you would love to discuss at first, so feel free to message me !
Auf Wiedersehen!