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THREE IN THREE - Art Game ProposalIt is simple .
It is fun .
It is great fun !
And it comes from an idea of and a conversation with the great Richard :icontrippy4u:
So these are the rules:
You go out .Or stay home .You take three pictures within three minutes .You combine those three pictures into a triptych .You upload these pictures and send me a note "THREE IN THREE" .I shall collect submissions in a special +fav - folder .Deadline for submission is July 15 (2013 - of course )I shall do a feature with all submissions .
FaBulous December - Sign-up CLOSEDHello deviants!
I have a new challenge for you!
But before I start with the explanations, please remember that:
1. Participation is not obligatory for members of FeatureChallenge and being a member does not automatically enter you as a participant. Likewise, membership in FeatureChallenge is not obligatory to participate (although if you’re not a member yet and you’d like to be one, membership requests are automatically approved).
2. If you decide to enter, you should follow the rules of the game written below.
3. In this game we’ll encourage positiveness, enthusiasm, open-mindedness and supportiveness as well as a little creativity.
4. Your help to spread the word about this challenge will be very much appreciated, so feel free to write a journal about it, link it in your comment signature or on your profile, or something else you can think of.
Now that that’s done, let’s get to the point.
Even though :d
[ 1.1 ] Changed button engine.
The old flat green one is still available in the "progress-green" folder
Volpi.You will find that the story you tell
is very rarely your own. In Lucca,
even the smallest pebbles
breathe in the warm sunlight.
Knotted stones and cobbled roads
beat out a paper-dry heartbeat heat
my city breathes in and out,
inhales sparrow air.
It's writing a story.
You are the pen.
You will find that in Lucca
the daisy chains forge fire
in side streets and back alleys.
Teenagers intertwine. Tell me,
odd flower, are you still closed?
Here we are colored wax;
the heat of the city melts us.
We run into each other, rhapsody
of pigments. Operas are our specialties.
Open up; feel the reds.
If not, try and see them. There is a place
of deep knife marks, a street
long as midnight
you may learn something there.
Valentina's voice glimmers like red wine.
You may enjoy intoxications. Still,
know alcohol has no story
and will swallow your own.
Find the sign with the wolf on it.
You'll know the place. Epiphanies ring true as church-bells.
Lucca still guides the wanderers
to well sp
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