Klonoa 2,194 Posted August 5, 2022 Share Posted August 5, 2022 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
XXEENN 1,024 Posted August 5, 2022 Share Posted August 5, 2022 Imo she is talking about the mind of the artist and how freedom is vital for one's artistry. How art is beyond any limits. But that is just my interpretation of the text I am hearing, could be wrong. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bloody hooker 6,445 Posted August 5, 2022 Share Posted August 5, 2022 I just spent the last hour trying to interpret each verse. I believe she talking about enjoying life and the art it provides us more than the art that we create ourselves. Here is my interpretation (I’m not good with this kind of stuff ). I didn’t interpret the first verse, because I have no idea what to write for that: Spoiler Who studies honesty with wilder-gaze, while through it's oddity must wings take flight Through alchemy the artist's mind a maze, a labyrinth of souls of joy and plight The mind of the artist is created by its own complex chemistry that in turn creates complex joy and difficulty Admired by all faithful to their craft, my gasp is quick! Imagining we're free The creative aspect of the mind is respected by all who create. A lot of people dedicated their time to their own craft. I have times where I imagine that we are not fixated solely by our own craft So like the way all children learn to laugh effortlessly, I have love for thee It takes time to learn that we don’t have to create art ourselves, but I still love those who do If fantasy could surely make a friend, the palette of your dreams would draw them mad If your fantasy could come true, and it would probably be dark and not joyful Beyond the universe you no know it No one knows what’s beyond our universe Whilst some still search for color never had Some will try to find joy elsewhere, and it will not have joy once so ever This life is only art, on life support This current iteration of life is art, and it’s not immortal And nature is knight! No king, or court Life is art in the sense of abstraction, and it has more beauty than anything else This mutual gaze was a “longing to touch” or a "pre-coitus" stare. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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