The boy who jazzed up the blackness of darkness

theluzonianmseuf

May 17, 2020

The paroxysm of excitement and exuberance suddenly vanished like a puff of smoke when a professor called him to return his plate. Art was graded 74 but in lieu of sulking under a dark cloud of melancholia, he employed a sweet revenge.

Art Dave Calusin, 19, an architecture student, maybe young for an artist but his age belies the experience under his belt. His works, often using watercolor and acrylic, employ a unique color scheme, evoking a kind of contemporary innovative style that reaches out to the younger generation.

Student A19-27*** in his first year prided himself on being unflappable even in the most tear-jerking circumstances. It all started with the vividly-hued color wheel plate. Art was operating on the assumption that the radiance of his virtuously crafted work could somehow spare him from unsatisfactory marks. Not even nearly akin to passing, he was wrong.

He could not afford to be complacent next time, so he looked down to where he fell short and figured out how he could stand from the light affliction. The boy’s stratagem was to be distinctive. His sinking hopes began to make headways.

Fluorescent colors, the blindingly intense electric hues, were maneuvered in a big and daring way. By harnessing pigments that selectively absorb wavelengths of light, he could craft blatantly endearing artworks – the mix of futuristic, artistic, and industrial styles at every single plate.

Ubiquitous architectural structures, floor plans, and landscapes were fueled by his eye-catching style that whipped the norm into a frenzy.

It would take a trained eye to catch the bleep on the radar screen as he would briefly turn anguish into composure. Art, now able to share his boost and furtherance, is living proof that in every dark cloud, there is a silver lining.

His name says it all. Art was born for art.

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