Bastien
Done my time and served my sentence
Dress me up and watch me die
If it feels good, tastes good
It must be mine
Dress me up and watch me die
If it feels good, tastes good
It must be mine
Next was
After Caiside a man he didn't recognise entered, introduced himself as
As soon as he saw
Stood before an audience, where he belonged, Bastien looked to each person before he spoke; met their eyes and nodded as if each of them were the most important guest he had ever had.
"Esteemed guests, friends. You are here on a most historic day. Back in my home of Venice, I owned a place I called 'The Artist's Sanctuary'. It was a wonderful place, somewhere for young talent to thrive and grow, a community of creatives living and working together. I want to rekindle that flame, now in this dark hour." He opened his arms to gesture to the world at large, hoping they would understand the darkness he meant.
"Please, to begin. Tell me more of each of your talents. Tell me how you began, what it is you like to create. Your tools, why you do it. What I could do to help you. A studio, an instrument, a pen. Anything. I will begin."
Bastien moved to a pose where he held a hand to his chest. "I am Bastien De Rosieres. Painter, performer and occasionally, dancer. Though I have not danced for many years. I love to paint and make because it is the only way to truly speak what is in my soul, what is in all of our souls. But more than anything I love to create art in the real world, in the interaction of like-minded people with each other. Hopefully I will make that here. Now, you do the same."
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SELL YOURSELF AND YOUR TALENTS!
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