WARM MEMORIES OF THE PAST
The past is always filled with warm memories.
The laughter and cries, the trials and triumphs… all this remain.
My heart is filled with smiles
As I recall each days of my sojourn in SMHS.
Those times of growth, where emotions fly;
Anger, despair, disappointment and hurts,
Love, patience, reverence, hope and faith.
I have no regrets as time goes by,
I have no desire to change anything,
For some things happen, even how cautious we live.
The good thing is we find friends as we go on.
Every people we meet place a big role,
In our life wherever we go.
It is so hard to learn but the outcome is always fulfilling.
I am glad that I have met this people who have always been there
In times I feel so low,
And it seems that I have no where to go.
As I pray for their success
May the good LORD bless
Each person I will meet…
What Makes a True Artist?
Spectators and critics visit every gallery to see what they think is ART. Most of the time no one knew their tastes. Do artist paint to conform the demand? Do they paint to make money or for fame? I guess not! Their passion motivates them to create. Its an expression of ones self. His emotions - happiness, hope, despair, anger or simply when mind is idle. It's an outlet of all this feelings which they find hard to express. It's like a mirror of their soul. Art is not judged in the beauty of a piece but for the message it conveys. If it can touch your heart, if it can attract your eyes, make you stop for a while and think why?
If a child paints as a gift to his parents, would you consider it an art? It is an art, in the eyes of those who believe it is. It is a masterpiece if you can honestly claim that the artist pour our his heart into it. Every activity once we involve ourselves and give up a part of it to the thing, reflects who we are. Every outcome of a hardwork, keen observation c