Qurator's Mischievous Mondays | Step Into the Canvas
Welcome to Qurator's Mischievous Mondays!
This will be a weekly competition that we will be hosting every Monday. We want to see a little more engagement and fun when it comes to some of our competitions so this will be a simpler and shorter competition. Easy to enter, but maybe not so easy to win. ;) This competition will be similar to the Monday Missions we had a long time ago, but instead of writing posts to enter we will now consider only the comments and answers on this blog as your entry to win.
Why Mischievous?
We all could use a little fun in our lives. We would even say that we deserve it, let loose a little and have a go at making everyone laugh or think a little, even if it is a little over the top or pure silliness. Go all out and let your creative juices flow.
This week's theme : Step Into the Canvas
RULES
Write a comment in this post, your comment will be your entry.
Only comments that fit the theme and style.
It has to be done by you, no plagiarism.
All entries will be reviewed by the Qurator team.
Only one entry per account.
Deadline: Before this post reaches payout
Your entry will not count if you aren't following the above-mentioned rules.
The previous theme : Hide!
1st Prize - 30% Upvote
@xlety
2nd Prize - 25% Upvote
@josiva
3rd Prize - 20% Upvote
@soyunasantacruz
4th Prize - 15% Upvote
@mamaemigrante
Congrats to the winners!
The Qurator project is brought to you by:
Like what we do? Consider voting for us as a Hive witness.
Active Witness rank: 61
Active Witness rank: 61
0
0
0.000
Thanks so much!!
Here's my entry for this week:
If I could step into a painting, it would be Edvard Munch's "The Scream," which has always reminded me of my own anxiety. Standing on the bridge of this surreal scene, I am certain I would feel the weight of the blazing sky, as if each warm color were a representation of emotions on edge. The scream that echoes through the canvas is the same one that sometimes resonates within me, the silent screams I let out, a feeling that seems to stretch beyond words, a kind of invisible suffocation.
The world around keeps moving, distant, indifferent, while anxiety seems to tighten its grip on my chest, much like the waves of tension that distort the painting’s horizon. It's a place where fear becomes tangible, where the scream doesn't come from outside, but from within, deep within the soul.
Being in that painting would be like facing my anxiety head-on, staring into its eyes, feeling its shapes and colors, yet also searching for a way to escape that overwhelming moment of anguish that haunts me.
Wuaoo I hug you @xlety even though I don't know who you are but I identify myself by the taste towards this one , in my case it's just curiosity and knowing what terrifies you so much but with your answer you already answered me.
Feeling this way is too difficult, it is scary and terrifying, I hope that what you feel is transformed into peace, love and light.
I loved the sincerity of your participation.
P.S; I don't know if what you wrote is fiction but it's good.
Thank you for your comment! Unfortunately, I do have anxiety and it really resonates with me. I think I ended up venting a bit in this text
🥹☺️😉🤗
Thank you for the previous awards.
I would be the Monalisa.
Sure of myself and what I want to express, I would smile just to see the faces of the curious trying to guess the reason for my smile, I would think that people are imbeciles waste their time exploring others instead of looking inside themselves, look at themselves and find the beauty they possess.
I am the most famous in the world, years and centuries will pass and I will always be remembered, more than the best movie actress or the most famous singer, my only virtue is to keep my mouth shut and look at them without laughing.
I hope you understand that silence is a lethal weapon and sometimes it helps us to achieve things that words do not reach, it casts a spell on men and idealizes women with this virtue. Silence ....
I don't know if it's my tiredness or the desire to enjoy a nice beach, but the painting itself says it all. I can already see myself in the image, lying in a hammock on the balcony. This paradisiacal area with endless possibilities. I'm going to swim in the sea, sunbathe, explore the wild areas, surf a little and pick up shells on the sand. It would be a moment to relax and connect with Mother Nature. There's no better adventure than this, just what I need right now.