Interpretation of Art

Dialogue, Amara Mohand
Olympic Park, Seoul







We should talk

Yea, we should

I think I know where are you coming from, but you dont understand what I am saying

Why dont you put yourself in my shoe?

I did. But I don't agree with you.

You never agree with me anyway.
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Two different realms of world crashing into nothingness.

p.s. That's what I like about art. All up to the interpretation. If there is ever a chance, I will put up the artist interpretation of this piece. If there is ever a chance (and of course, if I ever feels like it :p)

Fairy in the Woods

A little fairy was walking through the woods

In the misty morning

she breathes in deep

and wonders why the trees stopped talking

Was it the chilly winter wind,

having robbed the trees of their precious leaves

Or were her ears numbed from the cold

and blocked off those precious sounds

of the rustling bare branches

She tightens her woollen scarve

and wish for the spring to come soon