“Come tutte le più belle cose, come le rose”
by Giulia Rosa
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• The submitted track must be an original piece created for the occasion, with the above image as inspiration.

• The creative process is your own, there are no bad entries.

• If possible, please provide us with a little insight into your interpretation of the image alongside your track.

Deadline
1st of December - 0:00 UTC+1

Past contests:
#0 - The origins – https://audiosex.pro/threads/battle-for-everything-created-for-a-friendly-forum-contest.75670/
#1 - https://audiosex.pro/threads/a-friendly-contest-1.75684/
#2 - https://audiosex.pro/threads/a-friendly-non-contest-2.76333/
#3 - https://audiosex.pro/threads/non-contest-3-has-concluded.76618/
#4 - https://audiosex.pro/threads/not-a-contest-4.76970/
#5 - https://audiosex.pro/threads/non-contest-5.77309/

 

Great choice with lots to uncover in song!!

 

i hope the picture is something useable! i was looking through photos my nephew sent me, and there was one of this painting (it looked like garbage though, so i took it from the website).
not sure if i'll be able to make a track, but let's see what others can come up with
cheers have a good sunday friends

 

Thank you for choosing this beautiful image for Non-Contest #6! The mix of elegance and melancholy in the artwork is so inspiring. It captures a powerful sense of beauty and fragility, like the fleeting nature of roses. I’m excited to dive into this theme and explore how it translates into sound. Looking forward to hearing everyone’s interpretations!

 

I try to make a track to this picture. As it should, it inspires me. It has emo vibes, which speaks to me.

 

Very nice and inspiring picture. It could be looked at under different prisms i think. Mmmmm let's see how we can translate this into sound !

 

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when i see this picture, i see a women who laid some good pussy/flower on this dude and is aware she has complete control over him, beauty and pussy are powerful things. this months entry pulls from feelings that remind me of myself at a time, learning to navigate dealing with really beautiful women in my position - like this guy in the picture, i was unaware of the power the flower had on me, and oblivious to the level of game a lot of women i come across have - i havent done an entry with digital instruments in a few months so, decided to go that way this month: genres reflect that choice

genres: deep house & electronica

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@Grape Ape .....bangin'! ....and even a bit of doo wop shooby dooby doo doo thrown in (the lyric made me blush but dont tell anyone )

 

Roses:
She lures them close, her touch as soft as the petal of a rose, her embrace as consuming as the thorns on a stem. But her love is a hunger; one by one, her lovers disappear into the darkness, their devotion devoured alongside their flesh. To love her is to surrender to a fate sealed in the cold silence of her embrace, as she feasts on the life force of those enchanted by her song, leaving only echoes and bones to drift in the lingering fragrance of her soul...



...a little bit of quick psychedelic prog fart art

 

@Aidene .. Her love is like the flycatcher to the fly...drawn to her enticing aroma only to find himself to be trapped and then devoured. A real femme flytale that one.

Thanks for the journey! I felt as if I somehow found myself stuffed into a spin cycle of washing machine while simultaneously getting an incredible Thai massage. By the end of the ride I felt somehow looser and more flexible though but very dizzy and not quite sure of my balance upon exiting.

 

@Grape Ape .. Pussy plays a role in back to back exercises...one of the kitty variety and the other of the yonic flowering type!!!

Maybe one day you'll find a lovely woman who truly loves you and settle down and so live a less complicated and dangerous life free from those predatory ladies who wish to just take and then take some more.

In your song you don't beat about the bush (pun intended), speak your truth and lay it all on the line in the purity of honesty. I dig that!

 

She holds me. I dream of her. She knows me. We don't care.