Loss of Love and Power, but Long Live the Art!

There is nothing of eternity. Love, strength, even hatred are short-lived. People's emotions disappear when people die. However, in Percy Bysshe Shelly 's "Ozymandias" and Robert Browning' s "My Last Duchess", art is transcending time. Even if you lose that person's reputation and wife (accidental or deliberate), artwork will be obsolete. It does not matter when it comes to the world, as it is condemned and disappears. Every tyrant that exists or will exist will disappear.

The 20th century is the greatest loss of human possibility. Each of these 80 million deaths has certain possibilities: living, enjoying, creating, giving, working, and loving so long. We can even officially try to implement it - we can say that the X years of life, the happy years, the year of relationship etc have been lost. This approach began to influence to some extent when actually considering the loss of human possibility that can not be realized.

One day, if you are lucky enough to live long enough, each one of you will lose a family or loved one - this is a blessing and a curse. It has experienced a similar loss, and we provide our own ability to connect and help other people who are gifts themselves. Recent club members will continue to help their friends and family handle losses in a similar way, because they do not have bravely special people. For the rest of my life

I am studying this story, it is very personal. It was built by the loss of the people I loved. It is not literally autobiography, but in a sense all art is a metaphor of artists. I tried to convey this loss and the love that I felt once to the character. It is about the same weight as his shoulder. I gave him some moments as I had never been before, there are some moments of understanding and clarity, and their burden feels a bit relaxed.