irevuo needs your help

logo_bigToday I spent almost all day searching the web for all kinds of graphic artists and illustrators and so on. And I e-mailed them and asked them if they’d like for their works to be featured on irevuo. It might sound boring, but it was far from boring.

Actually I got to see a lot of cool stuff, and it simply got me wondering why so much talent goes unseen. You know, when you see a beautiful work of art and you just want to tell everyone about it, because you feel it’s so good it deserves to be seen by everyone. Experienced, felt by everyone.

Sadly, this isn’t a battle I can fight on my own. I need your help. Together we can turn irevuo into a really cool website, one that’s going to promote indie artists of all types. But in order to do that, there’s a goal we need to reach. We need the funds to make it all possible. We need to buy all the software and templates and layouts required in order to create the magazine. We need proper hardware, and we need it as soon as possible.

irevuo needs your help. I need your help. If you want to help us out, you can do so herePerks start as low as $10. And there are many other great options as well.

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Not today…

riskI spent most of today sleeping. Not because I was tired, but mostly because I felt like doing nothing. When I finally decided to get out of bed and write some stuff, the power went out. Ironic, isn’t it? I had spent most of my day telling myself that tomorrow I’ll have plenty of time to write, and when I couldn’t, I panicked.

There are few simple truths in life, and one of them is the fact that we rarely appreciate what we have until we lose it. Until it can no longer be. We tend to take things for granted, and when those things are taken from us, that’s when we realize how important they were.

We’ve always despised the ghost of what can no longer be. Continue reading

An artist’s artist

“Keep your eyes on the stars, and your feet on the ground.”Theodore Rosevelt

I think this one should be my motto, because I’m a strange mix between a realist and a dreamer. I’ve always wanted an extraordinary life, I’ve always felt that I was born to be great at something. I dream big, okay? I want to be the hero of my own life’s story, and I want it all: the good and the bad, and the great, and I never, ever give up. But I also try to keep my feet on the ground, to take it easy… step by step. To figure out exactly what foot I should place first.

To me, there are only two things worth fighting for in this life: art and love. And there are no rules of engagement. It’s all about hope, about passion, about the fight that resides inside our souls, about the spaces that rest between people… about the million different ways those spaces magically disappear. Continue reading

How to become an artist

writerIt seems to me that we spend our childhood building our initial vision of the world. We do our best trying to answer as many questions as possible, and in our eagerness to understand everything around us, we name things and label them and we think that we’re absolutely certain that things are exactly how we see them.

And I also feel that we always return to this initial vision. Continue reading

Fifty nine hours… and new perks

To celebrate us reaching the campaign goal I’m offering cool new perks, which will allow you to gain a bit more exposure for your blogs/websites. A win-win situation, I might say.

There’s also a Monster perk, which is quite impressive considering how much are being offered. Might want to check it out here.

Once again, thank you all for your continued support, and while there’s still time, why not help me out with a small donation. Any contribution matters. A lot.

You can help me keep this blog alive and finance my future book projects here.

Change

change“We are the prisoners of our own ideals. We have to follow a strict pattern, a set of rules and laws, and play the role society designed for us. We are taught that our choices don’t matter, that at best we are insignificant, and at worst we are invisible, shadowy figures wandering around a desolate landscape filled with rigid concrete boxes and bleak lights shivering in the night. I guess that what I’m really trying to say is that our freedom is limited only by what we believe to be the perception others have about us. ” – Jazz

I’m not an overly ambitious man. I’m not particularly good at most things. I’m rather a pessimist, who happens to have a few moments of idealism. I think I’m too small to change the world around me, and yet this doesn’t stop me from trying.

And I see this kind of thinking all around me. People waiting for someone else to change the world because they feel they’re not strong enough. A lot of people don’t want to make their voices heard, because they fear their voices won’t be enough.

That’s a big, big mistake. Continue reading

We all want to change the world

worldIt’s my honest opinion that we all want to leave our mark on this world. Some of us may not recognize this urge, but we all want to change something, to alter things, to create something that will last longer than us. Even if it is a scar. Yes, there are plenty out there who just want to inflict pain, because that’s the only thing they can do. Or the only thing they think they can do. Continue reading

Almost there…

We’re only $265 from reaching our goal. We can’t give up. Not now, when we’re so close to getting this campaign to 100% funded.

There are still plenty of perks to go around, most of which will help you reach a bigger audience for your blogs/websites: interviews, sponsored posts, sponsored spots on this blog, and so on. There’s also that incredible Rockstar perk.

If you want to help me keep this blog alive, if you want me to keep writing and stuff, you can help me out here. Any donation, any amount. It matters. A lot.

Once again, thank you guys for being simply awesome,

Cristian

Magic

magic“Four years before I had written Soldiers’ Pay. It didn’t take long to write and it got published quickly and made me about five hundred dollars. I said, Writing novels is easy. You don’t make much doing it, but it is easy. I wrote Mosquitoes. It wasn’t quite so easy to write and it didn’t get published quite as quickly and it made me about four hundred dollars. I said, Apparently there is more to writing novels, being a novelist, than I thought. I wrote Sartoris. It took much longer, and the publisher refused it at once. But I continued to shop it about for three years with a stubborn and fading hope, perhaps to justify the time which I had spent writing it. This hope died slowly, though it didn’t hurt at all. One day I seemed to shut a door between me and all publishers’ addresses and book lists. I said to myself, Now I can write. Now I can make myself a vase like that which the old Roman kept at his bedside and wore the rim slowly away with kissing it. So I, who had never had a sister and was fated to lose my daughter in infancy, set out to make myself a beautiful and tragic little girl.” – William Faulkner, An Introduction to The Sound and The Fury

I’m sure you’ve heard of the term “art for art’s sake.” I’ve always considered it to be one of the most crucial stages any artist must go through.

It’s easier said than done, mostly because we feel life’s a competition. We play to win, and the pleasure of simply playing the game is not enough. Continue reading