The Expelled by Mois Benarroch

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Ambition

Originally posted on Should we call it Art?:
Ambition. It is the human concept I’ve been trying to escape all my life. Those useless ideas and visions. They drive the world in the wrong direction. We need to look what’s within us before we understand what’s around us. Our failure to do that will be…

Ambition

Ambition. It is the human concept I’ve been trying to escape all my life. Those useless ideas and visions. They drive the world in the wrong direction. We need to look what’s within us before we understand what’s around us. Our failure to do that will be the very thing which will destroy our world. … More Ambition

Airplane

Originally posted on Should we call it Art?:
? Being above the clouds gives you a weird feeling of transcendence. The thick, impenetrable layer of whiteness below, contrary to all human reason, seems as solid as a rock. Here and there, sparse blue gaps tear this white infinity, reminding you of who you are. What…

Airplane

  Being above the clouds gives you a weird feeling of transcendence. The thick, impenetrable layer of whiteness below, contrary to all human reason, seems as solid as a rock. Here and there, sparse blue gaps tear this white infinity, reminding you of who you are. What you are. Where you are. Afraid of falling … More Airplane

Christmas

“Do you know why Santa Claus’s bag never gets empty, although there are so many children in the world? Because it may be full of toys, but sometimes there are more important things to be delivered, what we call “invisible gifts”. In a broken home, he tries to bring harmony and peace on the holiest … More Christmas

Art

“All art is at once surface and symbol. Those who go beneath the surface do so at their peril. Those who read the symbol do so at their peril. It is the spectator, and not life, that art really mirrors.” – Oscar Wilde